F-F-F #27

You have made the Moderator happy...

...Friday Flash Fiction #26, was one of the best, ever. There wasn't a dog in the bunch and what is your reward? No poll...yeah, no poll. Settle down, settle down. Quiet!

Do you wonder if dogs say, "Not a human in the bunch?" Or would they say, "Not a cat in the bunch?" But I digress, tri-gress (sic), even. Towards the end of JJ's Friday Flash Fiction, in lieu of a starter sentence, he would post four words, instead. The idea was that you were to incorporate those words into the story and it didn't matter in what order, but they all had to be in there.

The four words that I came up with were:

Cache

Cashew

Eschew

Through

Once again, they can be in any order, but your story must contain all four words. Sounds simple enough, but if you've done this before, you know better. You know the deal, if you are in, please say so. Have it done by Tuesday @9 AM Pacific, April 6th, all right?

F-F-F #26, The Stories

Sue joins us this week.

This week's starter sentence was- "What do you see when you close your eyes?"

Let's see the results-

Flannery gets good and steamy.

Doc weaves a mystery.

Sue tells a tale of a date gone wrong.

David goes M. Night Shyamalan on us.

MRM stumps me...just read it, damn it.

Aussie Paul shows us the life behind the Silver Screen.

Chad tells a tragic noir tale.

MRM doubles down.

Nicole opens an x-file.

Welles goes Westlake on us.

Randal waxes poetic.

The Professor speaks of a woman that knows how to quell anger.

F-F-F #26

Wait, no poll again?



Sorry, your moderator has writing problems, contractual difficulties and other oddities to contend with. The good news is that you will have extra time to come up with a story.

Once again, you too can have the Cormac experience, by taking on a sentence from my "this is too difficult for me, pile." Though you really need the sleep deprivation to get the full effect and you will have to snarl at people at random. The password is...no, wait, that's not right. The starter sentence is, "What do you see when you close your eyes?"

All you have to do is build a story around that. Sounds simple enough, but if you've done this before, you know better. You know the deal, if you are in, please say so. Have it done by Tuesday @9 AM Pacific, March 30th, all right?

F-F-F #25, The Stories

Flannery Alden joins us this week.

No one can hold Friday Flash Fiction back!




It's powered by the collective imagination of writers on the verge of bigger things, as well as huge portions of dim sum.


This week, Aussie Paul came up with, "He had been told crawling would get him nowhere."

Let's see the results-

Flannery tells a tale of a man who finds religon.

MRM keeps it short and sweet.

Aussie Paul relates a tale of confined determination.

David narrates a story about a very exclusive show.

Nicole brings us back to the Old West.

The Professor broadcasts with brevity.

Randal bops his way through America and across The Pacific.

Welles tells a tale of foolish pride.

Doc mixes genres.

F-F-F #25

Maybe the moderator has had too much cough syrup?

Oh...like, wow.

Anyway, the votes on lucky Poll #13 are in. Aussie Paul came up with, "He had been told crawling would get him nowhere."

All you have to do is build a story around that. Sounds simple enough, but if you've done this before, you know better. You know the deal, if you are in, please say so. Have it done by Tuesday @9 AM Pacific, March 23rd, all right?

Starter Sentence Poll #13

You can paint the toenails of mercurial coked-out models...

...or you can pick a starter sentence. Chose from the following-

David says, "Oh, is that a gun in your pocket or..."

Aussie Paul says, "He had been told crawling would get him nowhere."

Nicole says, "She woke up to the sound of a click next to her ear and found herself looking into a set of hard set eyes."

The Professor says, "He/she ran up to the police officer, and gasping for breath, said..."

Welles says, "The worst part about March 18th is washing green vomit off the walls."

The results will go live on March 19th, 2010, @ 10:30 AM.

Line up those starter sentences!

Friday Flash Fiction won't let you take the checkered flag...



...unless you come up with a starter sentence!

You know the drill or if you don't, check out the older posts to get an idea. Please remit your new sentences or submit your old ones in the comment section. I will then load them into poll form tomorrow, Thursday, March 18th @ 9:30 AM, Pacific Time.

Good night, good luck, and go Speed Racer, go!

F-F-F #24, The Stories

Forget Lady Gaga, because here at Friday Flash Fiction?

We have "Lady Choco-ha." We were going to call her "Lady Hoo..."

Actually, nevermind.

This week's starter sentence was- "A kiss as sweet as..."

The one stipulation was that there could be no guns or knives allowed in this week's stories. Let's see the results-

Nicole tells a tale where a kiss unleashes a flood of memories.

David weaves a stunning story of love.

Aussie Paul shows some steam down under.

Über gives us a slice of life.

Randal turns prosaic.

Doc says it is all about the build up.

Chad whispers of a woman that is coming unraveled.

F-F-F #24

Wait, no poll this week? Yeah, yeah, put the torches and pitchforks down. It's time to change things up, and for some of us to get out of the rut. Here's this week's starter sentence-

"A kiss as sweet as..."


Oh, and just like a nightclub? There will be no guns or knives allowed this week.

All you have to do is build a story around that. Sounds simple enough, but if you've done this before, you know better. You know the deal, if you are in, please say so. Have it done by Tuesday @9 AM Pacific, March 16th, all right?

I'm sorry

Here, these are for you.

Well, first I'd like to thank not only Doc, but everyone else, as well. Everybody has been kind enough to thank me on their blog, and that's going to make this that much harder. I can't comment on your stories anymore.

When we have a low turn out, that's four stories a session. That adds up to over twenty minutes just looking them over and linking them. This week we had eleven stories, and if I have to say something for each and every one of those...well.

So here is where you all come in, this is your community as much as mine. You all have to step it up, in my place. Take last week for example, Robert C. popped in here and only four people commented. So...

F-F-F #23, The Stories

One fiction site makes you larger...





And one story site makes you small...

But the one labled "Friday Flash Fiction," spins your mind like a squall
Go ask Alice, when she's hanging out with Aussie Paul


MRM came up with, "I/He/She/It/They/(place name here) had to kick out the back window to escape."

Let's see the results-


Nicole whispers about a woman that just can't seem to sleep at night.

Randal goes all Romero on us.

Aussie Paul weaves a quick spin about a man who seemingly vanishes into thin air.

MRM mixes pulp with my favorite joke from my teen years.

Doc tells a tale of a man who loses by winning.

Über says not all heroes walk upright.

Deegan gives us twice the pulp in one session.

Chad shows that we should always be aware.

Welles goes the thriller and espionage route.

The Professor lets it bleed.


Remember, what Randal said...

"Right said, Fred!"




"Drink Moosehead!"

Postponed for at least a day

This blog will be postponed for at least a day. It's not an emergency and don't email me, please.

Dark Valentine Magazine is here!

Image from http://www.myspace.com/odbal-imaging

Katherine Tomlinson is one of my favorite authors and certainly one of my favorite editors.

Joanne Renaud is one of the artists that I admire the most, and if you are a regular reader of my other blog, you already knew that.

Well two of the driving forces of Astonishing Adventures Magazine have gotten together with Editor Joy Sillesen to form Dark Valentine Magazine.

Katherine shot me an email with all the details-

The first issue will be in May, deadline is April 1.

We’re soliciting entries for our THROUGH A LENS DARKLY (they’re not paid) and we will pay $10 for stories and $10 for illustrations that run in each of our quarterly issues of DARK VALENTINE. We know that’s not much but it’s coming out of our own pockets.) Web design is by the multi-talented Sarah Vaughn, whose stories and art you may remember from Astonishing Adventures Magazines #7 and #8.

We will be specializing in dark fiction—mystery, horror, romance, slipstream, urban fantasy, fantasy, sci fi, cyberpunk, you name it. Our influences range from E.A. Poe to Tanith Lee. We know you’ve got a story to tell us.

Here’s where you send it: submissions@darkvalentine.net.

If you look over the FAQ, you will notice that they are taking both story submissions and illustrations.

F-F-F #23

Let's see, Poll #12, and "Twelve Angry Men," coincidence?

The Ghost of Henry Fonda says, "I'll cut you, I'll cut you for real!"

The votes are in, and MRM came up with, "I/He/She/It/They/(place name here) had to kick out the back window to escape."

All you have to do is build a story around that. Sounds simple enough, but if you've done this before, you know better. You know the deal, if you are in, please say so. Have it done by Tuesday @9 AM Pacific, March 9th, all right?

Starter Sentence Poll #12

Why are these eleven men angry?



No, it's not because Über flaked the last session, and no, it's not because Randal ripped one and blamed it on Nicole. It's because you haven't chosen the sentence that will kick off Starter Sentence Poll #12. Pick from the following-

David says "As the journey began, he patted the gun in its holster and smiled."

MRM says "I/He/She/It/They/(place name here) had to kick out the back window to escape."

Aussie Paul says "The chances of this plan gaining him entry in the Darwin Awards were pretty high, but he had to try - he had no other choice."


The results will go live on March 5th, 2010, @ 10:30 AM.

Line up those starter sentences!

Friday Flash Fiction will drop a moose on your head...

...unless you come up with a starter sentence, instead.

You know the drill or if you don't, check out the older posts to get an idea. Please remit your new sentences or submit your old ones in the comment section. I will then load them into poll form tomorrow, Thursday, March 4th @ 9:30 AM, Pacific Time.

Good night, good luck, and oh no, not the moose!

F-F-F #22, The Stories

Robert C. joins us this week and since he doesn't have a blog, his story is posted right below the links.

Samir The Siberian Tiger says...

..."Friday Flash Fiction doesn't wanting mascots with good tastes, Friday Flash Fiction wanting mascots that tastes good. Da, and Friday Flash Fiction Seal tastes good. Приятного аппетита (Prijatnogo appetita)!"

Towards the end of JJ's Friday Flash Fiction, in lieu of a starter sentence, he would post four words, instead. The idea was that you were to incorporate those words into the story and it didn't matter in what order, but they all had to be in there.The four that I came up with were:

Manic, Panic, Organic and Non-corrosive.

Check out the results-

CJT/Nicole says there's a way around violence in the workplace.

MRM goes beyond the microscope to get to the essence of the story.

Aussie Paul whispers to beware of strangers.

Randal goes all free verse on you, you free birds.

David redefines "alienation."

Doc gives you tension that you could cut with a knife...or wire-cutters.

THE HIGH COST OF WISDOM
by Robert C

Billy took what some snake oil salesman insisted was organic acid. Organic acid? That's kind of like synthetic water!

Billy, loaded and manic as werewolves, blatzed into a 7-11, holding his dick like he hoped the store guy would think the thing was an Uzi. What a stone fucking panic that was!

The guy laughed his ass off and pulled out a .38 special.

Anyone could have told Billy; drop TNT down your gullet and that kind of shit is what happens.
Sadder but wiser, Billy decided to stick with the weed. Weed--non-explosive and way non-corrosive as far as his mental state went. He hated those space wars bouncing around in his eyeballs…

Yeah, he'd stick with weed…assuming he ever made bail in this lifetime.