Lately, I’ve been getting into flash fiction. It’s an incredible way to stay in creative shape. Some of my favorite writers—Hemingway, Vonnegut, Kafka, Cortazar, Bradbury—wrote in this format frequently to practice brevity with substance.
Check this one out, purportedly by Hemingway:
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Ever since I started writing, I relish challenges like this, whenever they come up. Here, you have 15 minutes to write a 100-word story. Here, write a new song in one afternoon. Here, write a piano part for this track NOW.
So here’s my latest flash fiction story.
“I forgot to carry the two. Sorry.”
The ceiling collapsed.
I’ll be posting more. 10s. 25s. 100s. Maybe some 33s. That might be fun. Flash fiction singles.