Categotry Archives: Fiction
Suzie’s House 193: The Lips of an Angel
Gene couldn’t get rid of the grin on his face. He went down the pull-down attic steps into the upstairs hall with a choke hold on the guitar. Maybe he didn’t get to keep it forever, but right now it was all his. “This is great, Mrs. H.! Thanks!” “You’re welcome. Just keep up with your chores and you’ll be able to trade it in for an electric bass in a couple of months.” She smiled like she was proud […]
The Belle of the Ball
She was the belle of the ball, sought by many, loved even revered. Her sweet voice rang out clear and strong. Her beautiful curves shone to perfection. They hung her in the chapel where they could hear her every time someone pulled her rope. And pull they did, every Sunday, Easter, and twice on Christmas Eve. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the […]
Suzie’s House 192: Computers and Guitars
“Mom, I need a computer.” Ben said as he walked into the kitchen, like it was no big deal. If Gene had said something like that to his old man, he’d have gotten popped one. Really, what a stupid thing to say. Ben barely even noticed Gene, who still sat here at the table, pretending to drink a mug of cocoa, like he wanted something hot to drink in the middle of summer. Except Summer Vacation was going to end […]
Interpretation
He arrived out of breath, and spoke between gasps. “Hurry! Help. Accident. End of the block. Don’t want… friends see. Brittany! Come on. Before… too late.” He pulled at his mother’s arm. Fearing the worst, she barely took the time to grab her mobile phone. Good thing she held off making the call. His little sister had wet herself. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is […]
Suzie’s House 191: When She Left
Suzie sat at the kitchen table and flipped through a cookbook. It was one of those put out by the PTA a few years before with the plastic claspy thing holding the pages together and a hodge podge of recipes from a variety of families. Gene sat across the table from her, turning the mug of hot cocoa she’d made for him around and around in grating circles that brought to mind old time mill stones grinding wheat or what […]
Rhythm
In Africa they call them songs. Boom, bedet, bop, boom bedet, bop and play them for special occasions. Bata bata be de They split them into parts and assign the parts to players and become a community Bede, bededed bop through the ritual of sound. Nothing but drums, singing. Here we turn on the radio. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, […]
Suzie’s House 190: Fahrenheit Inspiration
Ben read a chapter or two, then put Fahrenheit 450 down and stared into space. “I want to write something like that,” he muttered. “Only not like that.” He stared some more. “I want to write something that good.” He pulled his spiral notebook close. It was already open to a blank page.
Let it Rain
Tired of cowering, timid, in the corner waiting for a better time to brave the elements. A better time never seems to come. Tired of watching others laugh and dance rain or shine. No more will I search the skies and grab umbrellas before stepping out. I’m going to live either way, might as well get wet. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by […]
Suzie’s House 189: Good Reading
“I’m going to be a writer no matter what you say.” Ben picked up a book, looked at the lurid cover, then dropped it like a lit firecracker. “Twenty years from now will you blame me for becoming a writer?” “No. I won’t credit you either.”
Only You
Another totally random picture. “Do you love me?” “Yes.” “Really? Because it’s hard for me. I have to crack myself open when we kiss so that I will really be there for you. Only you understand me. Only you are worth doing this with. The rest of the world would only hurt me. Only you really listen.” “Huh? I missed that. Kidding! Ouch.” The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. […]
Suzie’s House 188: Buying Books
He found me in the tables set up in front of the Eastside branch of the public library during one of their sporadic sales. Ben hopped off his skateboard, tucked it under one arm, and ambled up with his oh-so-serious curious puppy look. “What are you doing?” He leaned over the table to see which books I’d pulled from the boxes set on the table. They were, of course, Romance novels. He wrinkled his nose and looked away.
FF55: Deadline
Hurry! Time is running out. Hurry, hurry. First make dinner. Then clear the dishes. All the while have your mind on the problem. Boot the computer and surf to the site, get everything set up because pretty soon G-man will be posting. Gotta have something fast. If I’m too slow, I’ll have no chance at Yahtzee!!! The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the […]
Home
Inspired by Belinda’s 55 last week. Home is opening the door and walking into a mess; Mr. Al’s newspapers piled and scattered, history books and potato chips, The Boy’s skateboard right where I’ll trip over it, The Girl’s entire shoe collection unavoidable as a toddler’s toys, My quilt parts draped over table and chairs. Panic! Better clean. Family will be coming to visit. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. […]
Ding Dong
Witches, ghosts, cowboys, vampires, hoards of zombies have dropped by. The bags come out. The candy goes in. Until everything is gone and light put out. Then the bell rings, but no one is there. Monkey Man hosts the 160 Character Challenge. See what you can write in 160 characters or less, spaces included.
Suzie’s House 187: Like a Movie Star
“What are you writing?” Lisa leaned into Ben’s back. “Nothing.” He covered the paper, not wanting her to see. He knew he shouldn’t have tried to write something like this when Lisa was around. She always wanted to help. Most of the time he liked it, but this time he didn’t feel comfortable sharing.
Travel for Less
My Book:
