Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: What Jesus Would Do #amwriting #fiction #flashfiction 


Thanks to PricelessJoy for hosting last week’s FFftAW.

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Credit: Any1Mark66

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“Do you think the aliens actually look like that, Mom? They aren’t like my chameleon, Greg. They’re so bright soldiers would find them and kill them.” 

“That’s a good point, Patrick. If there are aliens, like this guy here, they wouldn’t be able to hide being neon green, unless they had special powers? What do you think?” 

“No they’re to bright they couldn’t hid. But maybe, like Greg, they could blend in. So in the forest the aliens could becomes like trees. Dark green and brown.” 

Patrick tugs on his Mom’s arm, “Why is that devil beside the alien? Does he come after aliens too?” 

“I’m not really sure. I think if the alien’s are anything like humans, I think God would protect them from the devil too. Do you think so?” 

Patrick crossed himself as he saw his grandparents do at church. He smiled a bit embarrassed, “I think if the aliens cross themselves and they have a soul they will be okay. The devil can’t hurt the aliens if they have Jesus too.” 

Patrick’s Mom hid her face as she chuckled, “I believe if there are aliens and they are considered ‘intelligent beings,’ there is no reason they can’t have souls and believe in Jesus as well. You are right about that.” 

Patrick smiled and ran over to kick the devil carving. 

“Patrick!” 

“What it’s what Jesus would do?” 

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Day 1 – NaPoWriMo/A to Z Challenge: Poem – Kay Ryan – “The Big Bad Wolf” #amwriting #napowrimo #poetry #quotes #AtoZchallenge #2017




Today’s National Poetry Writing Challenge is to write a poem in the style of a famous American poet named Kay Ryan. She writes poetry with “short, tight lines, rhymes interwoven throughout, maybe an animal or two, and, if you can manage to stuff it in, a sharp little philosophical conclusion,” and today’s prompt is to write a poem like her. See an example of her poetry in the above link.

Also here is my A to Z Challenge at the very last minute yes, I know. A book quote that matches the poem everyday according to the author’s name alphabetically. 

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You are the stories and incidents that you never tell to anyone. You are the thoughts that you get while standing under the shower. You are those memories that won’t lets you sleep at night peacefully. You are those words that you will never say while speaking with someone. You are those scars that you always hide from everyone. You are those little secrets that you will never let the world know. You are everything that you hide under the identity that you call the real you.”― Akshay Vasu

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The crux of,

The problems,

The issues,

Tearful tissues;

The wishes,

Dead fishes,

Expecting to —

Much; life is —

A state of flux,

Waiting to,

Push you,

Into the great,

Unknown; where we’re

Gliding no longer.

Hiding behind,

Pictures of,

Parrots so,

Bright we,

Blend in.

Obscurity,

Fashions a —

Camaflouge.

No passion,

Distracted by,

Parrots squawking.

Beyond that,

We’re talking.

They are dead;

Birds who were,

Mimicking,

What we’re trying,

To forget.

Such as wolves,

Who are hidden,

Beneath a sheep’s

Grating wool;

Knowing first,

The value of,

Wool and —

The silence,

Of peace,

Seeping into,

Weakened bones;

Where we don’t

Have to be sheep,

Are tranquil as

The big bad,

Wolf puffing.

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3Line Tales – The Luxury of Colour


Thanks to Sonya from Only 100 Words for hosting the 3LineTales Challenge.

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Liam Desic
 
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1.Flags fluttering multicolour and multicultural in the breeze; there is a feeling of hope in the air for refugees coming to this country to escape terrorism and a terrible life in their home countries; so many have come seeking a new life and to escape the horror that was life back where they were from; many people wonder at the luxuries afforded in the western world, even the multicoloured flags seem extravagent, yet strangely exciting.

2. Jas looks at all the colourful bright flags with ecstatic joy; wearing bright colours where he lives means you are more likely to get shot; Jas feels the warm fleece of his red sweatshirt and grins, he loves the colour red, the colour of hope, life, and love; Jas loves all the colours of the flags, he wants clothing in every colour because in this country he is free — no one will kill him for his love of freedom and vibrancy.

3. A woman with a hijab stares up at the flags, all in primary and secondary colours. Where she is from the women wear black, the coloured flags are bright for her eyes but she is quickly growing used to their beautiful rainbow look as they flap like clothing on a clothes line; the woman fingers her hijab wondering if Allah would be upset if she wore a hijab in a jewel blue, or lapis luzia blue; she doesn’t say her thought aloud but the amount  of colour in this new country is making her dream and hope, if only for the luxury to wear blue.

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