Here I am again, enthralled by the Flash Fiction Challenge given by Chuck Wendig. This week he wanted us to write about the end of a long journey. The idea came quick, but took some time to winnow down to the 1,479 words you see here.
Chuck Wendig issued a challenge (he does almost every week) and this week I decided to take him up on it. This month’s challenge: one-word titles. I let my “executive decision makers” (dice) choose for me. Here we go:
School! We’re supposed to hate it, complain about it, do anything and everything to get out of it – or so the popular TV programs tell us. Then again those shows never have the kind of family I do. Let’s just say, my family made school look like a walk in the park on beautiful spring day. I particularly liked the library. It was quiet and the idiots who bought into the bully trope never came in there. A guy like me could hide in the library for days.
Once upon a time, and not so very long ago, humans relied on stories to make sense of the world. Fairy tales, folk tales, epic poetry, novels, movies and histories in all their forms tell us what to make of the world. We know this, at some instinctive level, so we tell our kids stories to help them learn. We are, to a greater extent, of the impression that we grow out of that.
It’s time once again to introduce you to another fabulous Author. I’ve recently had the pleasure of sitting down with Sue Seabury. While she can’t pull a VW bus with her eyelids or play The Star Spangled Banner on a nose flute, she does have the amazing talent of putting words in order to make fun stories. I give you: Sue Seabury:
I’m going to tell you a story. It happened. I know. I was there. It just might not have happened exactly the way I’m going to tell it. It’s been a while and memory… well memory is a bit on the flexible side. Not to mention some of the real facts are just plain boring, so I spiced them up a bit.