Flash Fiction learning that the heart of writing is imagination + craft + editing.
Monday, 5 April 2010
Saturday, 3 April 2010
Dance, Dance, Dance till they drop
They are chandeliers, gold gilt stairs in great halls, clothes from the bloody fingers of seamstress blinded by candlelight. Living to a dead music that sways, rises and falls as they will. We dance by the fire of the night, hips shaking and caressing for the flesh of the willing.
Random Word: Dancing at the revolution
My Six Word Saturday # 3
Describing your life (or something) this Saturday in a phrase using just six words. This is what others say on Show My Face.
Son has hitched safely to Morocco **
** He’s hitching from London to Casablanca with friends to raise money to support school programs in Africa. Naturally the wife had decided he’s going to become a missing person news item and will not relax until the homecoming. Ahem, I was only tracking him via the charity website for her sake.
Friday, 2 April 2010
The big lie
Tommy let his passions go over the years knowing the next one would be a winner even when the house, the children, and now his wife was lost.
Random word: Will-o'-the-wisp
Technorati Tags: Winner,Children,Wife,Random Word,Passions
55-Friday Flash Fiction #2
‘I’m not sure. It’s kinda tacky to do it like this.’
‘What’s wrong with a stretch limo, you can fit the band in.’
‘Well…do we have to have the topless driver, she’s a wobbler.’
‘Duh-ta-duh, it’s for Duke’.
‘But do you think that Duke would want his funeral this way?’
‘Hello. He was a biker!’
Think you can write a story in 55 words? Go visit the G-man to see those who did.
Thursday, 1 April 2010
Letting it all hang out
In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty
‘You're a gobshaw.'
‘I'm not’.
‘I tell you, it's watching mice at the crosswords.’
‘But stripping?’
‘It's teasing to a tune.’
‘No fib?’
Random Word: Reprobate
