‘Prof J
ackson, folks. Put your hands together for the professor.’ ‘So Prof, what made you a Nobel prize winner?’
‘It was when I was eight years old—’
‘Now folks did you know what you wanted at eight. Isn't that wonderful.’
‘Thanks and my father woke—’
‘Yes folks, clap for Dads…’
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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.