“Predator” | Flash Fiction – Six Words

Great Horned Owl
Great Horned Owl

Moonlit night.

Hooo! Hooo!

Still prey.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Another six worder for the Flash Fiction challenge. I must be on a six word roll.

 

So why am I depressed? That’s the million-dollar question, baby, the Tootsie Roll question; not even the owl knows the answer to that one. I don’t know either. All I know is the chronology.~Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story

“Last Shot” | Flash Fiction – Six Words

Awake. Depressed. Fired Beretta. Fell dead.

Confront the dark parts of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing.~August Wilson

A six word tale for the Flash Fiction challenge.

Letters To LOMM – Very Funny…Read It

Picture of coffe pots
Java fuel center – 12p a cup

You really need to read this from the blog The League of Mental Men. It is too funny. Just follow the link. Letters To LOMM.

I do it a little differently. I’m not really into fire, being a retired fireman.

I have a very large box that I built from empty cigarette packages. In front, I cut out a two foot by one foot hole and glued plastic wrap over it. That’s my windscreen. Since I can’t afford flameproof overalls, I just wear the pink spandex leotards I own and a colander for my helmet. Then I climb in and race Brands Hatch on Gran Tourismo. Since I always fall off the track at the Druids bend, I pause the game, climb up on the roof of my house, and jump off.

After I return from hospital, I climb back in the box and keep on going. This is real authenticity.

 

There’s one particular corner where I need to improve a little but I’ll have a sleep on everything tonight and come back in the morning and see what needs to be done.~Sean McIntosh