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I'm a life-long New Englander, father of 4 challenging kids (I know: I'm supposed to say "wonderful", but while that'd be true, technically speaking, it'd also be misleading), and fortunate husband to my favorite wife of more than 20 years. I've got over 20 years experience breaking things as a test engineer, quality engineer, reliability engineer, and most recently (and most enjoyably) a Product Safety / EMC Compliance Engineer. In the photo, I'm on the left.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Flash Fiction

I stumbled across a post on the Warrior Muse's site heralding a "Flash Fiction" contest. I had never heard of this thing called "Flash Fiction", and as an amateur (as in: I do it for myself) writer, I thought it might be fun to enter. Her post is Here, on her site.

Never one to look at rules, I quickly scanned the requirements of this contest, and read that it has a basic theme of "Are you devious at heart" and had a 100 word maximum. Yikes! 100 words max for an entire story? Crazy!

So I wrote a little something based on a character I've been playing with for a while. I was going to submit it, but I'm too cheap to spring for the $10 (which is a bargain, really, but I am at heart a cheap old fart...I hate to spend money on a sandwich for lunch, and I'm guaranteed to get something for that $10!).

In any event, I thought I'd post what I did here, for giggles. So:

Upon Mine realization of the vile satyr's possession of mine brother, I did set mine thoughts towards exorcism. I know not these paths, however; mine is the way of the arm: the way of axe and shield. I need must bring him unto The Academy.

Keen of the thought that he'd not of his will (which was not his own, after all) subject himself to this exorcism, I was forced to scheme about his back; although I am not devious of nature, still this thing must be done, though it did raise mine bile and keep me from mine bed.

1 comment:

  1. That was fun. You should bite the bullet and submit it. Then, just for fun, try the flash fiction 50 words or less. I've done that a few times and it's a real challenge. It's called micro-fiction.