Wrote out a wordy post. Deleted it. The point is to keep it short, they say. Been put off flash fiction by this Guardian article. B-)
But was inspired by Hemingway’s Six:
For Sale. Baby Shoes. Never Worn.
My debut flash fiction effort:
I didn’t think we’d last forever. Now, we say, “I do”. Here on, every new day ought to be shorter than forever.
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Glad all of you like it 🙂
wow! how do you make mush non-mushy? love it 😀
aww, thanks. That phase was really as “Short as a Flash”! Long gone! 🙂
This here is essentially my take on forever. Break it up and deal with little squares that don’t matter 🙂 Myeh! Now that’s plain morose, no?