Flash Fiction Challenge: Continuing Someone Else’s Story, Part 4
Hile, inklings! Today I bring you my latest entry for author Chuck Wendig’s December Flash Fiction Challenge. Cats on a spaceship! What could go wrong?
Hile, inklings! Today I bring you my latest entry for author Chuck Wendig’s December Flash Fiction Challenge. Cats on a spaceship! What could go wrong?
Okay. OKAY. I know I said not all of my three-sentence fic would be horror. But I can’t help it! These three-sentence stories just lend themselves so ridiculously well to the genre! Like pumpkins to jack-o’-lanterns. Or cats to patches of sunlight. Or pancreatic juices into duodenums. Duodena. Whatever.
Anyway.
Here’s another three-sentence story. @BenHoward87 inspired it, because he asked for a bedtime story on Twitter the other night.
Yes. A bedtime story. And I came up with horror. Go figure.
ANYWAY.
Here ya go. Enjoyyyy…. đŸ˜‰
by Courtney Cantrell
She woke gasping from another nightmare of murder in the shower.
When she rushed into the bathroom to check, she sighed with relief.
The maid had cleaned up the blood again.
THE END
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*I’ve embellished the story a bit from the ~140-character original.
Here is the recipe for cranberry salsa that I make every holiday season. It’s my most-often requested dish. It’s…my only requested dish….
I repurposed a Thanksgiving pumpkin and painted it for Christmas! Yay art. : )
Another entry for author Chuck Wendig’s December Flash Fiction Challenge! This week’s story is witches, priests, reanimated mutant skeletons, and a mysterious figure in purple. Come and read!
This is my entry for Part 2 of Chuck Wendig’s December flash fiction challenge. We’ve got a short story about a vampire with a stalker!
Me: Honey, tonight’s “The Blacklist.” Are you excited?
Ed: I’m scared.
Me: Of what?
Ed: That one guy is gonna get hurt really bad.
Me: Who? Red?
Ed: Yeah. He’s gonna get hurt really bad. I saw a preview.
Me: Hey! Thanks for the spoiler! (she said, as though she didn’t already know.) ; )
Ed: It was a preview.
Me: So?! That doesn’t mean I saw it!
Ed: I can’t help it, it was a preview!
Me: What, so previews are sacred now?
Ed: Yes.
Me: I don’t remember reading that in my catechism.
This post is my entry into author Chuck Wendig’s latest flash fiction challenge. Come and read!
Scarlett O’Hara, separated abs, and squeezing myself into a torture device that produces whangdoodles.
Horror in three sentences. IN THREE SENTENCES, PEOPLE. Come read it!