Magic

She countered the insomnia by making up stories in her head. Thinking about her working day or her life led her down too many rabbit holes and the minutes ticked by as her thoughts kept her wide awake.

The stories on the other hand… she gave herself magical powers in all of them. Abilities to fly, to be invisible, to conjure up objects out of thin air. All in direct contrast to her humdrum existence. Sometimes, she just pretended she was rich and successful, and imagined how her life might be.

She preferred the version with magic powers, in truth.

 

©Emma Baird 2016

Miami Vice circa 1985

Some flash fiction – January-themed:

Jamie’s 2016 New Year resolution was to model himself on a 1980s lounge lizard whenever at parties.

Thus, he dressed in chinos, a polo shirt with a pastel-coloured jumper tied loosely round his shoulders and deck shoes – no socks. He also magically materialised beside any woman in need of a drink top-up or a light, proffering either a bottle of wine or a lighter.

Unfortunately for Jamie, he hadn’t taken into account Dry January. Most women didn’t require a drink top-up because they were abstaining (ditto the ciggies).

Jamie’s appeal depended almost entirely on the blunting haze of alcohol.

 

If you can do better (you can, you know) why not submit a story to the FridayFlashFiction website?

All I Want for Christmas… A Friday Flash Fiction Special

 

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All I want for Christmas is… ah, convention dictates that I say you. Yes, YOU. 

You, who’s so vain you probably think this story is about you. I don’t like feeling as if I’m part of a gang of non-discriminatory females, too dazzled by good looks and superficial charm to see the man beyond.

There you go. I AM that woman – helplessly obsessed with a man who on paper isn’t a good bet and who is a workaholic.

But a man who brings so much joy to the world and delivers so many presents? Santa, I’m a smitten kitten.

Merry Christmas everyone! I’m very grateful to all of you who follow this blog and leave comments. I hope you have a great day and all the best to you and yours for 2016.  

Friday Flash Fiction Competition – Still Open!

Remember, the Friday Flash Fiction Christmas writing competition is still open for entries. All you need to do is come up with an original 100-word story, enter it and bingo – you could win $50 USD (or local currency equivalent) or receive a highly commended award (no money, but hey…). The closing date is 20 December.

To enter, see the website fridayflashfiction.com and meanwhile, if you’re stuck for what a 100-word story looks like, here’s an example for you…

The Disappearance

Eddie frowned: his stories seemed to have vanished from the library. He’d checked the day before and all the stories had been there. The librarian had said they were among the most requested stories in the library.

He scratched his head, puzzled. Where were they?

Behind the romance section, a huddled figure smirked as she watched his search. Oh, Eddie, I know where your stories are! I can’t bear the comparison so I’ve wiped them off the face of this earth! Now, 50 Poses of Topless Regency Rake could claim its rightful spot at top of the most borrowed list.

Flash Fiction Christmas Competition

writing comp 2The good folks at the Friday Flash Fiction website are running a Christmas competition. Unlike many other so-called writing competitions, this one won’t cost you a single penny to enter (that’s right, nada) and you are free to publish elsewhere too.

To enter, you need to come up with a story of 100 words or fewer, not including the title. You can enter as often as you like. The suggested theme is “World In Union”, but you’re free to write on other topics, too. Entries should be in the English language and the closing date is 23.59 GMT on Sunday 20 December 2015. The winner will receive a $50 USD prize, which is sponsored by Comely Bank Publishing
How to enter
  1. Email your story tocompetitions@fridayflashfiction.com OR
  2. Use the online entry form on the Friday Flash Fiction website.

Let The Right One In

halloween-468026_640As it’s Hallowe’en tomorrow, this week’s Friday Flash Fiction effort is of course a tale for Hallowe’en.

If you think you can do better, why not submit a Hallowe’en-themed story to the Friday Flash Fiction website (rules – it must be original and 100 words or less). Here’s the submission information, or you can just submit your story submissions@fridayflashfiction.com

Let me know what you think…

Let the Right One In

“I’m dreading this evening so I am.”

Matthew had been the more gregarious of the two. It was the ultimate compliment to his hosting skills that so many people often dropped by, unannounced.

When he died ten years ago, she shut her front door and gradually those unannounced visitors stopped coming.

Hallowe’en, however, every year brought the neighbourhood’s children, craving comments on cute costumes and greedily demanding sweets.

The doorbell sounded at 6pm. She sighed and heaved herself up.

“Jenny – you’ve been hiding away too long. It isn’t good for a person.”

She stuck out a tentative hand.

Oh Matthew…

 

Originally posted on the Friday Flash Fiction website.

Atypical – Friday Flash Fiction

“It was not your typical start to a Friday…”

I love the first line of a story, don’t you? It offers up such potential, but I fear my first lines often promise far more than they deliver.

Take this morning for example. I awoke with the first line in mind.

BAM – what could that mean? But as I thought about it, I realised I’d made assumptions about the word “typical”, that there was some kind of universal Friday morning experience.

Were people commuting? Were they firing up their laptops at home? Were they, gulp, golfing?

Another false start…

 

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