Tag: micro fiction
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Acquisition/Acquired Taste
I have this listed under the word of the day – Acquisition … I guess I can see where I was going with that. Hate is an acquired taste bought off discount shelves when no else would bother letting it percolate. I have no qualms about the boiling rage rushing through my veins. All the…
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Purple Pigs and Green Donkeys
Today’s random sentence was: A purple pig and a green donkey flew a kite in the middle of the night and ended up sunburnt. Here’s what came of it: A purple pig and a green donkey flew a kite in the middle of the night and ended up sunburnt. Pig’s skin darkened into a thick…
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Tomatoes/Hashbrowns
I’ve been writing from a random word everyday for several weeks. Today I switched it up to a random sentence. The randomness did not disappoint. Tomatoes make good weapons when water balloons aren’t available. And this is where I went with it: Tomatoes make good weapons when water balloons aren’t available. They’re just heavy enough…
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Writing Goal
One of my goals for this year is to put together another book. I’ve had a thought for a while that it would be cool to write a book with several micro fiction or vignette type pieces around a central theme or character or event. Starting in Feb/end of Jan I’m going to try and…
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Pie Noir
It was a dark and stormy night. He was disheveled and slammed my door, something I hated. I couldn’t stay mad. He was cool, real cool. “I need your help. My pie’s been stolen. I’m told you’re the one for the job.” I nodded and scribbled over my notepad like I was taking notes. “Pie.…
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Hey Siri
Dan surveyed the film scattered before him. “There has to be something I’m missing.” Bodies, splayed open and surrounded by a hodgepodge of mystical ingredients, stared back at him. He really thought a handful of cinnamon would be the key. “Hey Siri, how do you reanimate a corpse?” 278 characters – 48 words For Twittering…
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Becoming 100
The chair creaks under me, weighted by century old bones. “Congrats! You just amaze me; to think of the things you’ve seen and done!” I shift through the archives in attempt to place the young girl. She has the family blue eyes and my sweet Harry’s smile. A fanged man dominates her dark shirt. “Old…
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Day 339
Sometimes I forget to breathe. It’s not that I don’t want to. The air is just so heavy now. Like at the end of it all we only had sins left And they’re trying to smother the few of us that remain into non-existence. Of course I survived, heaven nor hell wanted me. I…
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Make It Work
“Find your inner strength. We all have something we’re good at. Something we’re prepared for, even if we don’t realize it. What ignites that fire in you?” That was when Becky had one dollar to her name. Joe was right of course. Everybody has something to be fanned from sparks of passion. Becky had three…
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No Business for Friends
Words blurred in and out of Delia’s focus. She slammed the book into her lap and glared towards the younger woman bound by ropes in the backseat. “See, this is our problem. You never shut up.” The woman blinked as the statement hit her but the gag prevented her from responding. “Even now I can…
Kelley Farrell 