Flash Fiction learning that the heart of writing is imagination + craft + editing.
‘It is a most irregular request,’ said the custodian.
‘Why? Isn’t it written that our Lord choose his mother? Women pick the egg or the sperm now so why not us the mother?’ The unborn waited for a reply.
The custodian, smiled and let him fall, thinking, he’ll be trouble.
Random Word: Mother
Well, that explains a lot, actually.LOL
Welcome and thanks for dropping in. I'll pop by yours by and by. This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.