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Fall Flash 6

August 22, 2013 by

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It burned hot. Flames had reached up to what seemed the moon and stars. She could hear the glass in the windows cracking from the heat of that fire. The children thought it was pretty and watched as it ravaged the only home they knew, not understanding what it meant.

The Fire Department never arrived, she couldn’t pay, not since he left and services were privatized for her part of town.

They watched it burn.

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The Flash word is Left . The word limit is 75 words. This one comes in at exactly 75.

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Fall Flash 5

August 20, 2013 by

“Dammit, I did it again.”

Jannelle stared at the crumpled garage door. She wondered how she would explain to her father who had just replaced the last one she ruined. It really wasn’t her fault she thought to herself.

First Tooty called, then Davy texted her, then Bobby called and she had to have a three way with him and Tooty.

How could she remember not to move forward into the door during all that?

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The Flash word is Forward . The word limit is 75 words. This one comes in at exactly 75.

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Fall Flash 4

August 18, 2013 by

“I find you guilty of murder; do you have anything to say before your sentencing?”

The judge stared down at the woman before him, his eyes shooting sparks of hot fury. He was clearly prepared to throw all the books at her.

She stood straight, proud in her orange. In clear, ringing tones so all could hear her, she said, “I was right to kill him, he beat me ten times. You let him go ten times to beat me again, the eleventh time I stood my ground.”

The courtroom gasped.

“I sentence you to Life, without Parole.”

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Flash in the Pan is brought to you by the amazing Red of M3 fame, to join in the fun read the rules at the link provided and get to flashing!

The Flash word is Right . The word limit is 100 words. This one comes in at exactly 100.

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Fall Flash – III

August 6, 2013 by

Many thought Tasha ravishingly beautiful; she thought they were blind to her true assets. Tasha wanted more; she had a plan to progress her goal.

Today her heels beat a staccato tattoo on waxed wood floors, announcing her arrival. Heads turned to follow her and then shook dismayed as she made her way toward the double doors. Tasha pushed with just the right pressure, collective breaths caught upon seeing her standing framed in the doorway.

“You can’t be here”, the older man said as he stood.

“Bitch!” A young woman mumbled.

“Daddy, I only want to meet the family.”

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Flash in the Pan is brought to you by the amazing Red of M3 fame, to join in the fun read the rules at the link provided and get to flashing!

The Flash word is Progress . The word limit is 100 words. This one comes in at exactly 99.

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Flash: Scurvy

June 15, 2013 by

Friday nights were always the same, he dragged in stinking of beer, she expected it even left the porch light on too prevent falls. He was an easy drunk, never making it down the hall instead passing out on the floor where she would throw a blanket over him after the requisite 20-minute wait time.

Tonight was different; she smelled the sour tang of blood and vomit as soon as the door opened. She heard him howling in pain. He stumbled into the bedroom, head lolling to the side, teeth blackened as if by scurvy, weeping.

Who was he?

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This week’s word is Scurvy. The word limit is 100 words. This one comes in at 99.

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Flash: Cantina

June 11, 2013 by

The verdant hillside rippled with the last of the day’s heat, the scent of fresh turned earth and olive trees carried on the breeze. Lizza sat alone in the cantina, sipping wine and watching as both tourists and workers arrived, taking seats throughout the patio.

As the sun set a delicate fragrance caught her attention, Jasmine, one of her favorites; she hadn’t noticed before True Jasmine planted throughout the courtyard. She considered the rest of the courtyard, Oleander out front, Belladonna and Foxglove in planters on all the windows.

What had she stepped into? Just then, her dinner was served.

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This week’s word is Cantina. The word limit is 100 words. This one comes in at 100.

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Flash: Parboil

June 1, 2013 by

Heat rises in waves from parched ground, as far as the eye can see the land cracks in spider web patterns, nearly shattered. The only thing interrupting the desolation of the featureless landscape is the asphalt of the two-lane highway splitting the desert in half and continuing into the far horizon before him. The sun has only been up an hour, he has to make it through to the next town before the worst of the day heat hits.

‘Why did he think this metal deathtrap would make it across hell in high summer?’

The sun higher in the sky the car rattles in protest, steam rising from under the hood. His skin prickles with heat; sweat trickles down his back and pools on the seat. With a last rattle, the car comes to a standstill.

‘That’s it; I will parboil in my own sweat what an end.’

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This week’s word is Parboil. The word limit is 150 words. This one comes in at 148.

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Flash: Fork

May 26, 2013 by

“I am called Jane, it is not my name but it will do.”

The lands will not yield sustenance, dust the only crop farmers have reaped for many a year. When they chased us from our once verdant lands, my grandmother laid a curse and now it is come to pass for as far as I can see, just dust and dying trees.

They call me Jane, but I am Ama Tsigili of my people, Water Witch. I carry with me the Elm Fork of my Grandmother, smoothed by her hands and the hands of my mother before me. I could find the buried water for them, my enemies as they beg me to do I could lift the curse of my grandmother. I could return fertility to the land they brought us to.

“I am called Jane; I left my people along the Trail of Tears, unburied.”

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This week’s word is Fork. The word limit is 150 words. This one comes in at 148.

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Flash: Buffet

May 23, 2013 by

Strobe lights flash over the room, blue then white and finally red. A slow eerie wail pierces the crowd noise and the curtains draw back in time with the slow beat of a single drum.

Head thrown back inky hair flows nearly to her waist, she stands still as a statue the only thing moving is white fog swirling up around perfect legs. Spotlights flash on either side, mirror images heads bowed, supplicants.

She moves down the steps, the drum beats faster. Her hips move flowing as if unhinged, fluid. All eyes follow her, silent and worshipful; this is the moment they have waited for. The mirror images move, lift their heads and join her in dance; their bodies move together, clothing drops. A veritable buffet a cornucopia of womanhood on display before a room of wolves and the room erupts in whistles and dollar bills.

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This week’s word is Buffet. The word limit is 150 words. This one comes in at 146.

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Flash Fiction: Galley

May 21, 2013 by

Sweat streamed in her eyes, trickled down her back causing the woolen shirt to stick wherever it touched. The sun beat down with a rhythm matching the bass drum beaten by the monster in the stern. Worse, the whistle of the whip flew past her, landing on other shoulders and backs, their pitiful groans reminding her what would all too soon be her fate.

All around her men pulled oars, backs burned black from the sun. Faces sucked dry of moisture, eyes deadened with pain. They wondered one thing, why didn’t she rid herself of the encumbrance of shirt, pants and hose. Why continue in this terrible heat fully clothed, baking unnecessarily when all around her were stripped to their skivvies.

They were unaware she was a girl, hidden in boys clothing as a lark she has been ‘pressed as a Galley slave to the Kings service.

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Flash in the Pan is brought to you by the amazing Red of M3 fame

This week’s word is Galley. The word limit is 150 words. This one comes in at 147.

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