Note: This is a piece I recently shared on Medium, “my other blogging network”…
I’ve been tagged a number of times regarding this concept, gentle nudges of inspiration, and I was feeling a bit guilty about ignoring said prompts and not jumping into the fray. And so it came to be, on this otherwise uneventful late Wednesday night, that I started to fiddle with things. Those who have known me for a while realize that brevity is not one of my hallmarks. (This is why Twitter annoys me greatly, even though I still have a mostly-neglected presence on that platform. I want to pontificate! Not abbreviate.) In any case, I took the plunge. And here we go…
1. One murder, two investigations, three trials, four convictions, five liars.
2. He vowed to keep trying until the sky was blue again.
3. Mikala found the map, eventually, but it was too late.
4. See Jane run. Run, Jane, run. Dick is a dick.
5. Every survivor around the campfire swore they would never tell.
6. The email was deleted, but the cloud never goes away.
7. He showed no emotion whatsoever when the verdict was read.
8. The dusty diary explained everything and nothing, page after page.
9. She yearned to tell him why, but she never did.
10. At last, the clouds parted, and the two suns sparkled.
11. It was never the singing, it was the time together.
12. The dusty typewriter in the attic changed his life completely.
13. Marisa signed the divorce papers, and she could breathe again.
14. The writer launched the Medium ship, and it immediately sank.
15. Reading books, late in the night, gave him hope.
16. The birth certificate had a name she did not recognize.
17. Cletus was confident until the sheep took the witness stand.
18. He waited until her car drove away before he cried.
19. Their eyes met, they knew, and the two men danced.
20. He: “Love me?” She: “I can’t help it, you bastard.”
21. There once was a man from Nantucket. Wait, never mind.
22. Jesus: “Love one another.” Republican Party: “We hate gay people!”
23. Declaration: “We hold these truths…” Trump Supreme Court: “Screw you.”
24. It took decades, but he finally smiled in the mirror.
25. Brian’s eighth grade English teacher: “Never stop writing.”. He didn’t.
26. They didn’t realize what they had until everything was gone.
27. She finally understood that forgiveness was no longer an option.
28. Life is full of opportunities and too many people pass.
29. This List: “Don’t you think you’re overdoing the writing challenge?”
30. This Me: “I just keep typing until it feels right.”
Note, Part II: As an added lark, assuming that you are even interested in such, I would be happy to expand any of the above entries into a longer piece. (With “happy” meaning “I’ll certainly think about it, but let’s not bet any money on it.” Because I have focus issues.) Should you feel so moved, please nominate your fave bit as a candidate for further exposition by scribbling feverishly in the comments…
Categories: Flash Fiction