The value of Flash Fiction to improve your writing #writing #flashfiction #Dumas

Writing exercises like the popular Flash Fiction memes are valuable in honing your craft as a writer.

starbucks chair

My used chair was undoubtedly city issue,  handpicked from salvage, the “stylish” metal  lacked any semblance of comfort. The seat was ripped and the stuffing exuded stale urine reflecting many tenuous nights at the station. It’s last home was  the interrogation room in one of the crime or homicide divisions. This was the city’s welcoming card…

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There was no need for my psychic abilities to tell where my metal chair, with the stuffing erupting from the seat, originated from. The stale urine spoke of pounding nights of interrogations; when the interrogators could no longer tolerate the stench, it was pitched into the wire caged, salvage area just waiting for me.

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My new chair, used city issue probably hand picked from salvage, very stylish, metal, an uncomfortable chair, the seat ripped and the stuffing coming out and smelled like stale urine. Its last home was an interview room in one of the divisions. (from the original unedited text)

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If you are serious about writing, you can benefit from writing flash fiction. Flash Fiction memes are wonderful places to exercise your writing ability and are available for all writing levels. The premise behind the Flash Fiction exercise is as follows: you are given a set number of words to create a theme, main character, and a resolution to the plot. Some memes give a prompt while others allow the writer to create his own theme. I have participated in flash fiction memes from 160 characters to 100 words; there are longer micro-fiction memes that allow 1000 words to develop and conclude a fictional piece. Regardless of the number of words you are alotted, the exercise challenges the writer to be concise yet descriptive.

The two examples that I have included for this article are each 55 words and are based on an edit I did for an author of crime/suspense fiction. Sometimes writers are so busy with the details that they overlook the descriptive aspect of writing. As a voracious reader of classical literature, my senses come alive by the words that teem with inspiration.

Read these 57 words so deftly crafted by the masterful hand of Alexandre Dumas:

The commissary took
up an iron mallet and knocked thrice, every blow seeming to
Dantes as if struck on his heart. The door opened, the two
gendarmes gently pushed him forward, and the door closed
with a loud sound behind him. The air he inhaled was no
longer pure, but thick and mephitic, — he was in prison.

~The Count of Monte Cristo (1844)

by Alexandre Dumas (excerpt from Chapter 8)

Here’s a challenge – take 55 words and use them well!

Photograph:” Starbuck’s Chair” ~L. Moon copyright 2012

J’Adore

First just a hint more like a whisper…

then it took over almost like a wildfire

my senses spinning with the reality  it was coming my way

what is it

I could only hold my breath in a waiting posture

It was something I had never experienced

timeless

fragrant

exotic

… Just another perfume

Please enjoy the flash fiction at G-Man’s blog always worth the fun and flash

This photograph was taken from a perfume ad. Amazing what my iphone cam can do.

“J’adore”  copyright 2011 L. Moon

Escape #flashfiction #twitter #blogging

Where do you go for a break to the sea or to your device???

“Come to the shore” said the coaxing voice in the breeze

We offer air its free for you to breathe

quiet,relaxation is offered too

“but what” I worried “will I do”

I cannot blog

twitter’s lost in this fog

“Escape” they said It happens nightly

with my channel changer I do it sprightly

Come one come all join the weekly fun at G-Man’s writing flash fiction

Photography:” Late Summer Cali Coastline” Copyright L. Moon 2011

An Apple A Day #flashfiction #stevejobs #tribute

Where will dreams take us? The dreams of one man created many things. Thank you Steve Jobs

“Just one apple a day” the doctor said to the boy

“It will make you healthy” his mother said smiling

So the boy ate an apple everyday

as it grew he had to move to the garage

then  he  needed big buildings

he lost his job

he kept eating apples

technology was born -Toy Story

other influential things

all because of an Apple…

Today’s 55 ( which is 65) is in tribute to a man who dropped out of college and followed a dream of an Apple. Thank you Steve Jobs for following your dreams…

Thanks to the G-Man for hosting each week!!!

The Blade #flashfiction

The tale of the broken heart many different stories always the same result.

 

“This wont hurt” he said with false assurance.

The blade was sharp and swift.

Before she knew, it was severed – a connection of  beating hearts

His malefic grin bore no shred of concern.

The tears on her face wailed at the blow.

another week to share a moment of flash fiction with friends over at G-man’s place

Thanks to Creative commons and Pikimota for this blade http://www.flickr.com/photos/pikimota/2545303912/

What she didnt know – he had applied this blade to many yearning hearts.

What’s The Point of the Moon? #flashfiction

Often the moon is said to change people’s moods. This moon soothes the savage beast.

“What is the point? ”

No one answered or cared.

The moon was full and bright.

I scowled at the sky.

I heard in the gentle breeze

“look in the reflection here”

I saw soft white light.

It was no reflection of my feelings

“There’s  a point to the moon” I concluded

It keeps me sane!!!!

thanks to the G-Man  for “sane” Friday Flash Fiction in 55

Life is Here… #FlashFiction

Where is your world? Some live by the river… the continuum birth to death happens there.

You are the source of life for our people.

We gather here as one people, purify, make offerings… burn our dead

send little lights  on ripples hoping they will magnify into blessings

waves with no answers return

brown filth flows to our shore

from which our children drink deep

this is the life of the river…

thanks to G-Man the host of the weekly 55 Friday Flash Fiction

 

photo attribution: http://www.allmyanmar.com/Irrawaddy.htm

Just another Script #flashfiction

What do writers do late at night? Can their stories become too real???

 

It was midnight

It had to be a moonless night or the story wouldn’t work.

There was a screeching noise in the darkness

“what is making that sound?” she shivered

“It’s just me” she heard the cold clammy hand slap on her back.

“That’s good” she smiled “I love it when my scripts come together. Who’s that???”

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Thanks to the weekly host of 55 Friday Flash Fiction. Join us and the G-Man for writing fun.

Lost In Flight #flashfiction

mysteries may abound even on your traditional commercial plane flight

“Last call for United flight 4571”

She hefted her carry-on into the overhead compartment

“I believe that is my seat 22B.”

“Yes mine is the window.”

She settled in for the flight with a magazine – not a flight magazine but it looked interesting.

“She was seated on the aircraft Lieutenant. We lost her somewhere in- flight.”

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This is just one of a host of flash fiction in 55 shared with G-Man for Friday Flash Fiction

Thanks to Sean Memon for the Photograph http://www.flickr.com/photos/smemon/4820389847/

There’s no place like … #flashfiction #oz

Flash Fiction a la Oz? maybe Kansas… Dorothy has grown up issues and without a wizard must take matters into her own hands…

The heel clicking worked perfectly to get me home (via cab)

I didn’t plan on guests however.

What does a girl with red shoes do with a…

sobbing lion

squeaky man of tin

messy straw man?

When all else fails throw the red shoes off , replace with: black shoes, black hat and a maniacle cackle.

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Photography courtesy of Moondustwriter ~”Red Shoes” copyright 2011

Thanks to G-Man for the weekly fun and challenge of writing a tight write in 55. Go see for yourself and join the challenge.

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