Category: Flash Fiction

My Way – FFF42

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From the shadows she watched him play, his fingers caressing the piano keys, his voice caressing her heart.

She could still feel the pull of him, even after all this time. There was no denying she still loved him. 

It was comical that this was his favourite song. She was sure he had more than a few regrets and he had certainly done things his way. 

As the song ended and the audience applauded she stepped out of the dark. 

‘Remember darling, that when the end came I did it my way’ she said placing divorce papers on the piano. 

 

This is my entry for this weeks Flash Fiction hosted by Matt the Book Blogger. If you would like to give this a try, you can find all the information for this weeks challenge HERE.

More general information about the challenge can be found on his Flash Fiction Foray page.

Spot on 100 words, but it took a bit of effort!

I’m off to read the other entries now! I don’t like to until my own is finished!

Happy Sunday folks :)

 

Every Breath You Take – FFF41

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Casey moved like her life depended on it, and it did. 

Every step was important and had to be carefully planned as she twisted and turned in time to the music. 

Her red dress floated around her form a gruesome gift from the one who watched as she pirouetted on the tips of her bright red ballet shoes. 

She couldn’t stop the tears that raked the mascara down her face. The audience however were in awe of the drama in the performance. 

Little did they know.

This certainly put a new slant on the old saying ‘Dancing with the Devil’

 

For this weeks Flash Fiction I think you might need to listen to the tune while reading. For a long time I wasn’t sure where I was going with this and then I got my idea. While listening to the music I could envisage the drama and deliberate movement that this edgier version of a well known tune would evoke from a dancer, especially if their life were to depend on it. My devious little mind always seems to go dark on these forays.

I’m liking this challenge and will try to take part when time allows. If you would also like to give it a try, then you can find the information for this weeks challenge HERE.

Everything works out in the end – FFF39

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There’s light above me, but even though I reach out I cannot touch it. 

Sun rays penetrate the water and under any other circumstances I would admire their beauty. 

I feel weightless, yet I continue to sink, the story of my life surrounding me, notebooks, photographs and letters, everything documented, but never to be seen. 

Before all this happened, when you still loved me, you would have told me everything works out in the end. 

Not this time I think to myself as I look down at the concrete boots you have fastened around my feet. 

This is my end. 

Love the song choice this week from Matt over at The Book Blogger for this weeks Flash Fiction Foray. I’m really enjoying these challenges, I love just listening to the music and seeing where it takes me. It might help  too, if you listened to the song while reading, you might understand better where my wonky little mind was wandering to.

This week after a little tweaking I think I once again came in on 100 words. 

If you would like to try this for yourself, you can find all the information in relation to this weeks challenge HERE. 

For more information about the Flash Fiction Foray event itself, click HERE

 

 

New World Coming – FFF38

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For this weeks Flash Fiction Foray  Matt over at The Book Blogger very kindly used my music suggestion. Considering I had put it forward you would have thought I would have had a clue what to write, but no, it’s going to be as much of a surprise for me as it is for you.

If you would like to join in, clicking the link at the start of this paragraph will take you to this weeks challenge, or clicking HERE will take you to all the relevant information you require.  It’s only 100 little words :)

Here is my entry.

Music filled the forest as the mist crept ever closer, it’s cold fingers reaching from the sky to the very blades of grass beneath Polly’s feet.

‘I don’t like this’ said Teddy. ‘We’ll only go a little further.’

‘It has to be around here somewhere’ said an exasperated Polly.

And it was, it was just around the bend, a little door at the foot of an old and withering tree, with pebbles for a path.

‘Are you ready Teddy,  because once we go through, we can never come back?’

‘I’m ready, there’s a new world coming and it’s not good.’

 

I’d a couple of ideas for this one, I may or may not do another one. In the end though I chose my preferred characters, Polly and Teddy who I have had adventures with before. 

It’s not as easy as it first appears this malarky, but after much thought and editing as far as I know I came in right on the 100 words!

Once Upon a Dream – Flash Fiction

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The song played low on the radio, it had an almost tinny quality like it was being piped through a loud speaker.

Unconsciously Leah started to sway to the music as she cleaned the old beans from the coffee machine. She was a girl easily lost to daydreams and the familiarity of things remembered from her  subconscious.

The bell above the door rang and turning around almost as if in slow motion she noticed him for the first time, his face unknown yet familiar at the same time.

‘Hey’ he said, ‘Don’t I know you?’

She smiled. A perk of the job.

This post was written for The Book Bloggers Flash Fiction Foray Challenge.

I love this song, it’s one of my favourites so I could not pass up the chance to participate.

If you would like to have a go too, click on the link above which will provide all the detail you need :)

An Awful Autumn

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‘There’s another one” Polly shouted at Teddy, are we going to make it to him in time?”

Teddy looked right and then left noting the water that was now flowing freely down the hill essentially cutting them off from the boy before them.

“I don’t think so Polly, I don’t think so. Besides it looks like it has already started.”

Stopping just at the edge of the water Polly watched as the boy clutched at his stomach. It was almost like he knew what was coming as he looked towards the building, where not five minutes before his friends had stood. Now, they flipped and rustled in the wind, having turned into something forever autumnal.

“My Mum said everyone ‘leaves’ eventually, I just didn’t know this was what she meant” said the boy before joining his friends.

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Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge – Word count 137

Time waits for no one

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Tonight he really was dressed to impress. His hat, freshly brushed sat atop his salt and pepper hair, his shirt and jacket had been neatly pressed and his beard had been trimmed and splashed with some cologne. He was looking mighty fine even if he did say so himself.

He had lived for what felt like forever and had long ago given up on the desire to impress, tonight however was different, he could feel it in his bones, something was going to happen, hence the reason for his natty attire.

He had seen a lot of things over his lifetime and not all of them good. Now though, there were big changes, the world was not what it once was and he was tired, weary from all the hatred.

He fished inside his jacket pocket and pulled out the pocket watch that had been with from the start of his journey.

Turning it around he stared in disbelief when he realise it was no longer ticking. Thinking to himself this wasn’t good, all he could manage to say was ‘Oh feck’, before he crumbled into a million pieces on the floor.

That was the end of Old Father Time.

Written for It’s all in finding the Right Worlds – Flash fiction for the purposeful practitioner

Codding about….

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He’d been wandering around the confines of this shop for ages, yet still he was no further on. Not the best at making decisions, the £5 note was burning a hole in Alfie’s pocket.

There was plenty of choice and variety, yet so far nothing had caught his eye, the programs on television made it seem much easier than this.

A tad frustrated he headed towards the back of the shop where he had spied a cabinet advertising all items for £3. Sure enough, on the second shelf he spotted what looked like a mechanical fish, which had clearly seen better days. Lifting a magnifying glass from the same shelf, he studied its bulging eyes, which seemed to contain some kind of weird code.

Loving a puzzle he headed to the front of the store, ‘How much for the fish with chips?’ he asked the antiques seller, laughing at his own joke.

Written for this weeks Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Deja Moo

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Colourful Cows - S Writings

‘Oh Daisy here they come again. I can’t be doing with this today, I have a hell of a hangover after last night, look at me, I’m practically green.’

‘Well I did tell you that all that chomping on fermented grass was not going to do you any good, but you never listen. Mind you, these are a rare looking bunch.’

All I can say is I hope no one gets too close to my rear end, because I am not sure I can hold in the after effects of said fermented grass much longer.

Ach when I think back now to all we were promised, it’ll be fun they said, you’ll be a veritable cash cow they said, if only you just take the bull by the horns. 

You were none to pleased at the start, I almost keeled over laughing when he said ‘Don’t have a cow’, oh the look on your face.

Ah well, tis show time, just an udder day in paradise. 

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Written for Priceless Joy’s Flash Fiction for Inspiring Writers – Thank goodness for the + – 25 words, I came in at 168 and even that was tough going. Click on the link if you would like to try this challenge for yourself.

Nothing is ever easy…

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“Nothing is ever as easy as it looks” said Polly with a wry smile, “how do we know which is the right book?”

“What about the little doll could it hold the key, it looks like it is mechanical?” said Teddy.

Polly lifted the little statue and studied it quizzically. “There’s no key”.

“So turn her backwards, twist her or something, it’s just a doll.”

“Teddy, SHE is not just a doll, how would you like it if I said you were JUST a teddy bear and I twisted you, around the neck!”

“Fair point” mumbled Teddy realising he was beaten.

Suddenly and without warning the little statue began to turn and strange music filled the air. “What’s happening?” exclaimed a startled Polly, “How is it moving?”

“It’s magic” said the little doll. “If you want to find the key, you need to learn your ABCs”. Such was Polly’s fright that she dropped the little doll, who shattered into a million pieces on the floor.

” Well that was weird” said Teddy, “but at least now we know which book we’re looking for” he said pointing to the shelf.

Little Girl Lost

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Written for Rogershipp’s Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practioner

It’s been a while since I did a Polly Carmichael story, most of you probably won’t even know who she is, just be warned, I’m not the best at fiction, but I still like to try :)