Flash Fiction Fun
- M J Sweetingham
- Jan 27, 2020
- 2 min read
Updated: Apr 11, 2020
1-26-20
Prompt word: range
It felt like my dreams were finally within #range. Within sight. I was nervous. And excited. The pressure mounted with every passing moment and my hands shook with the rush of adrenaline as I mounted the dais. I would be honored. At last. No longer dismissed outright. #vss365
1-25-20
Prompt word: amaze
Every action designed to #amaze, every bit of subterfuge a dance to impress. The magician weaves his web, and we fawn as one in awe. He is good at what he does. The best in point of fact. We clap with hearty gusto though we leave with empty pockets. Robbed on that corner. #vss365
1-24-20
Prompt word: happen
They kept asking the same question. How could we have let this #happen? How did we not see this coming? But then, they didn't see it either. All of us were caught unaware and sought now for someone to blame. Each side vilifying the other. But the loss remains the same. #vss365
1-23-20
Prompt word: cacophony
The sounds of happy children echoed through the long corridors of Vassar. A #cacophony of little feet pattering along the stone was music to my ears. I loved these early mornings before the business of the day began. Their simple joy a reminder of that which truly matters #vss365
1-22-20
Prompt word: rigmarole
It was constant drudgery. The rain came down in sheets, pelting everything and everyone without care. The chaotic #rigmarole of politicians making promises on the green in the periphery meant nothing. Least of all to those standing in the rain working in the sodden soil.#vss365
1-21-20
Prompt word: obstinate
Every time I broached the subject I was met with the same #obstinate response. They refused to accept that we had a serial killer in our city. Even as the evidence mounted. Even as another body made the papers. Another garden rank with perfume and decay. He will not stop. #vss365
1-20-2020
Prompt word: Jasmine
The sweet perfume of the #jasmine in the garden once made me think of home. Of nights dancing by the fire with her arms around me. Now it reminds me of how I lost her. Every fragrant breath an aching reminder. I would hold my breath forever to spare myself the memories. #vss365
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