Flash Fiction
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It’s Mad About Metaphor over at the Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie! This week our metaphor is give a wide berth. Gloria awakened that morning with an erroneous smile on her face. Slowly, reality set-in as she came to accept the fact that Sunday was gone and Monday had taken its place. Monday meant school. School meant mean kids and
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I was thrilled—no, ecstatic—when I learned I was pregnant with you. Each day I fell in love with you a little more as this tiny life grew and stirred inside me. I couldn’t wait for you to be born so I could finally meet you! Yet, I feared losing the special bond that only you and
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The prompt for this piece of flash fiction is “Object.” Forty-one words. Marlys was all about the bling. The shinier and flashier the object, the better. Engagement rings were her favorite and she had quite a collection. The trouble was what to do with the all those ex-fiancées piling up in her cellar.
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Martin knew it wasn’t normal. He’d neither seen nor heard of anyone else doing it, yet, he couldn’t help himself. The sexy skid-thump of the Huff Post hitting the driveway had him salivating. Martin especially savored the Classifieds: Ink-stained teeth, be damned!
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This week’s writing prompt at 3LineTales is the image below. Andy had been practicing for years and at this moment, he was living his dream. Finally, the seemingly endless hours of perfecting his swing had paid off. Andy achieved the goal of making his shadow look like a camel gazing backward at a manhole cover.
Ergo, the Ogre 