Flash fiction stories are shorter than a regular short story. The average length is about three hundred words. Flash fiction is meant to make you think, to suprise you. Try these on for size.
Airport
I walked down the stairs and completely ran over my neighbor from 3B. I pushed the door open; it was lighter than I remembered. I don't look both ways as I cross the street. My mother wouldn't be happy to hear that. But it doesn't matter. I got hit by a bus.
Seeing
He sees her sitting on a park bench eating a sandwhich. He wants to go up to and tell her but he doesn't. He doesn't. He watches her bob her head to the beat of a nearby street musician. He watches her flex her muscles as she stands.
Passage
He bumped into the table and knocked the orange off the granite meant to hold. It hit the floor with a sound like a penny falling from the top of the Empire State Building and landing on the roof a FedEx truck and leaving a dent. The orange journyed across the wide, polished tundra of the kitchen floor with a swagger reminiscent of . It passed the isolated villages of dust bunnies, gathered for the Fire Festival.
Monday, June 21, 2010
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