This weekend’s Trifextra challenge: We are giving you the first 33 words of a story. You need to complete it with 33 of your own words.
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Trifextra – “surprise”
Posted: March 23, 2012 in FictionTags: challenge, fiction, Trifextra, writing
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Trifextra – “lost”
Posted: March 16, 2012 in FictionTags: challenge, fantasy, fiction, good lovin' gone bad, life, lost, love, reality, relationships, Trifextra, writing
another day
Posted: March 15, 2012 in FictionTags: fiction, flash fiction, life, luck, New York, Photography, random
Jimmy sat on the bench in Union Square, his bench, keeping alert. He could spot them streaming through the park – the suburbanites hustling to make their escape from gray reality of the city to the warm, muted colors of home. He’d always pick out a few who would toss (more…)
Trifextra – “mail call”
Posted: March 9, 2012 in FictionTags: 33 words, challenge, fiction, publishing, rejection, Trifextra, writing
Trifextra – Week Seven Challenge: Give a story or snippet of a story which includes, in exactly 33 words, a justified exclamation point. Make us believe that your exclamation point simply needs to be in your story. (more…)
Trifextra – “his mask should have tipped me off”
Posted: February 26, 2012 in FictionTags: Trifextra, writing, writing challenges
I stumbled across this quickie writing challenge on Mr. Hotspur’s Wondrous World of Imagination and figured I’d give it a try. The challenge originated on trifecta’s blog which, apparently, is chock full of these things. Here’s the assignment. (more…)
The bright sunshine filled the summer sky like a blessing. Carl wished he brought his Donald Duck sunglasses, but it was too late now. His father handed the tickets to a man in a blue-striped shirt. The man roughly ripped them in two and handed one half back to his father. “I’ll hold these for safekeeping,” he said evenly and took Carl’s hand in his.
They walked to an escalator, the tallest escalator Carl had even seen. As they began (more…)
at the stairs
Posted: December 28, 2011 in FictionTags: fiction, flash fiction, leaving, life, Photography
She said meet her at the stairs. Meet after the bars closed, after the last street wanderers slipped away into the night.
She said meet her at the stairs. Meet at the only place in this pitiful excuse of a city that reminds her of that romantic European spot, the place it started all those years ago.
She said (more…)
Autobiography of Adam Carlin – Chapter 1: Ground Rules
Posted: December 13, 2011 in FictionTags: adam carlin, chapter 1, experiment, fiction, novel, writing
I don’t know what you’ve heard about the circumstances surrounding my birth, but if it’s anything like what I’ve heard, we need to talk. Well, I’ll talk and you listen. Actually, I’ll write, you read. Most of what has been published, presented and preached as the ‘gospel’ truth regarding my life is, well, let’s just say it ain’t something those four dudes in the New Testament might consider worthy of their gospels. Then again, who really knows if the stories they wrote about the cuspy days of B.C.E./A.D. are anywhere near the truth? Who even knows if (more…)
passing smith’s
Posted: November 29, 2011 in FictionTags: fiction, flash fiction, New York, night, Photography, Smith's, writing
At 1:15 a.m. the streets all look the same. She took the glass offered by…what was his name? Ken? Carl? It didn’t really matter. All that mattered was she was drinking a Cosmo while riding in a limo through Manhattan on her 21st birthday. The world outside passed like disjointed scenes from a movie.
She felt bad ditching her friends at the club, but (more…)
Trask Avenue 