Flash Fiction learning that the heart of writing is imagination + craft + editing.
Jo, hair flying, put her hand on Tom’s, ‘No, leave it on, I love jazz...why are you frowning?’
Jo, hair flying, put her hand on Tom’s,
Tom thought, because you are the sun and I the moon made by your light but said, ‘Was I?’
Jo shrugged, ‘Men, no soul.’
Tom just smiled and turned the music up.
Random Word: Driving Music
love it, and the sun makes you squint!romantic!Di
Am I a hopeless romantic? I love this one.
Hi! Clicking on random blogs on random blog's blog rolls (wow, ok that sounds confusing!), I arrived at yours!Love this little short story. It speaks volumes and that I think is a true gift! :)
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.