Complex (micro fiction) + recent baking

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Complex

 

“I don’t like this scar.” Eileen covered her face. She had developed a complex about it.

“It’s not that bad.” Ashleigh responded.

They were lost in a building complex where Eileen was to be examined. The directions had turned out to be rather complex.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

Word count: 41 + prompt

 

This was written with the prompt complex provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #137. This prompt was from a couple of weeks ago…

 

A couple of days ago I made some pizza:

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And tonight I made some bread:

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Freedom! (flash fiction)

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Freedom!

 

I squeezed through the small gap in the wire, and then I was free. I had finally escaped my prison. I ran down the path towards the forest and freedom. After a short time I could hear the footsteps of my captors behind me. They knew I had escaped, and were giving chase. I vowed I would get away this time. It was to no avail however: a large hand suddenly scooped me up.

“Aw! The little fella tried to escape the hutch again. We’ll just have to make sure there are no more gaps in the wire netting.”

 

Joanne Fisher

 

This was written with the prompt hutch provided by the Carrot Ranch January 2 Flash Fiction Challenge.

 

 

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Failure (flash fiction)

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Normandy SR2 by Selena Goulding

Failure

 

“Engage the thrusters.” I ordered.

“Yes Captain.” the pilot replied.

Our spaceship sprang into life. By design, the ship was meant to withstand high speeds, but this was the first time they were being properly tested.

As our speed increased, the entire spaceship began to shake rather violently. I looked out the window to see bits of the ship starting to fly off.

“Our ship is breaking apart. Kill the thrusters!” I ordered. The pilot flicked the switch, but nothing happened.

“It’s no use! The controls won’t respond!”

I sighed. We were going to pay dearly for this failure.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

This was written with the prompt by design provided by the Carrot Ranch December 26 Flash Fiction Challenge.

 

 

I would like to wish everyone a fantabulous New Year. I hope 2020 is great year for you all ❤

 

 

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Sword Fight (flash fiction)

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Sword Fight

 

There were only two Cardinal’s Guards left now. Lorna looked around her. There was a Guard on either side wearing their unmistakable crimson tabards with a gold cross in the centre. Lorna smiled. She was wearing a black mask that concealed her face. They had no idea who they were fighting.

Without warning she attacked the figure on her right. He parried her blade, while the Guard on her left moved behind her. She unexpectedly swung the blade behind her, dragging it across the chest of her would-be attacker. He yelled out and dropped to the ground. She then attacked the man in front. He parried her attack and disarmed her with his main gauche. Jumping up to the chandelier, she swung on it, her legs connecting with his chest. He fell backwards over a stone table. She jumped to the ground, retrieved her blade, and ran out the door…

 

Joanne Fisher

 

 

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #59.

 

 

Seat plea done! 🙂

 

 

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Time Saver (flash fiction)

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Artwork by Teonardo

Time Saver

 

By design the Ougalflougalerator was meant to make everyone’s life easier. It was a personal organiser, labour saving device, and most importantly, a time re-arranger, quite literally. When programmed correctly, periods of free time in your past and future could now be moved to when you really needed it in the present.

The Ougalflougalerator was designed by the mysterious Deep Thought corporation. An incredibly wealthy organisation that suddenly came into existence overnight, it seemed. Though the Ougalflougalerator was meant to make people’s lives easier, everyone who owned one found themselves more rushed and pressed for time than ever before.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

This was written with the prompt by design provided by the Carrot Ranch December 26 Flash Fiction Challenge.

 

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Reading Aloud (flash fiction)

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Reading Aloud

 

“I always enjoy hearing you read, it’s always something good.” She said. I thanked her, but if anything, it made me feel more nervous.

Though I have been reading my own work for a while, I still get really nervous as I wait, but I always need that adrenaline boost since it makes me read better, otherwise it would be quite flat.

It was open mic night, I listened to the other poets read. Some of it wasn’t that great, but there was always a gem to be found among the detritus, and that could make it all worthwhile.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

This was written with the prompt open mic provided by the Carrot Ranch December 19 Flash Fiction Challenge.

 

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Gnome Help (flash fiction)

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Gnome Help

 

I knew I wouldn’t be getting out of bed today since I still had a temperature. The gnome appeared holding onto a tray with a bowl of thick vegetable soup. I sat up.

“I brought you some soup, since you’ve eaten little today.” The gnome put the tray on my lap, and also placed a hot cup of tea by my bed.

“Thanks you’re a great help.” I replied.

“No problem. You need to rest and get that fever down!”

The gnome sat down beside me and began reading aloud. Life was so much better with my gnome helper.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

Word count: 99

 

This was written with the prompt gnome provided by the Carrot Ranch December 12 Flash Fiction Challenge.

I guess this story was more like wishful thinking since I’ve been bedridden this week. It would be nice to be brought food and drinks…

 

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Apparently this is a zombie gnome.

 

 

©2019 Joanne Fisher