Flash Fiction Challenge
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A story that is exactly 100 words or Microfiction stories eg. 10 word story.
If you would like to be a part of the fun, you can join here. If you would like to see what The Literary Gangster has been up to on Twitter, you can here.
If you look past your face’s reflection in the train window, it’s only a glimpse but takes a lifetime to see the dry, hoof-beaten straw for grass, and how it …
I’ve been preparing food all morning, even though I’m Nil By Mouth. All four of my wisdom teeth will be ripped out while I’m under. That’s why I must prepare …
Hi Literary Gangsters. Oh, what’s been on my mind? Oh just letting loose on language, that’s all really. But sometimes it’s fun to keep things tight. I saw a prompt …
A one-hundred word story. I’m cashing today’s sales at the bank. Five thousand and sixty-eight dollars. My finger tips steal over the notes. The lady at the teller, I recognise …
(A 50-word story). Flames lick at the glass like a sexually deviant tongue luring me inside, even the floor boards are warming me up to it. I crawl towards the …
(A 50-word story). I had bought the watercolour painting of the 1920s Melbourne streetscape in a downtown marketplace set at the back of an alleyway edging the very same street. …
I’m nervous about the questioning. They have me in this chair, a bright light in my eyes. My neck is tightening with the collar around it; I fear I may …
There’s something in the air. I don’t know what it is. But the people are howling and the stray dogs are quiet and it scares me. The tram rattles by. …
Rain finds solace in the ends of my straw hair for a moment then is absorbed faster than the trams do pull up before me and he leans out of …
Sam’s specialty was Brazilians so she easily formed more intimate relationships with her clients who waxed lyrical about Sam’s skill and confidentiality. Sam knew them well: there was the lady …
Suatu hari, aku sedang naik sepeda motor sekitar di desa-desa di Bali. Udara aromanya enak karena ada banyak awan besar di langit, diisi air, siap jatuh. Sudah sore, aku menjadi lapar, …
Your toes are connected to your leg-bones and your leg-bones are connected to your tail-bone and your tail-bone is connected to your skull and your skull is connected to your …
Despite the warnings offered by her friends, Martha decided to go anyway. She scaled her way up the mountain, clutching spiky shrubs and clasping solid tree limbs along the way …
Unleash the inner light, the inner thought, the inner shadow that lies in between dos and don’ts, in between yeses and nos, in between comes and goes while the grit …
Too impatient for the lift, he takes the stairs, the tail of his coat nips his heals as he swings his body around each corner railing between floors. In his …
Guest Post By El Steppenwolf A soft death, the rattle heard in every whispered breath. The flickering television light bleaches all colour. It plays about the tired face, flushed red …
Guest blog post by El Steppenwolf Often discredited with having little heritage, Sydney yet has its secrets. Happy white collared soldiers, those oblivious executives and their coffee-makers, march by unknowingly …
I met Jack, a while back, down at the tavern. He seemed busy looking for something in his schooner glass. All I could see was sediment. Jack, what’s it like? …
It was a nightmare. The sky looked bruised. Wounded. There was a girl. She cried. She threw rocks. She saw a spider trying to walk, its legs kept sticking to …
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"become the stars within you"
250 words or less ea. week, for 1 year