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Flash Fiction Month

Remember how your mother told you never to flash your fiction in public? Well, we here at Flash Fiction Month don’t adhere to such societal norms.

FFM is an annual community writing event, run during the month of July, in which participants write one piece of flash fiction between 55-1000 words every day for a month.

Each day we post prompts, and the occasional (optional) extra challenge, and though it may seem daunting at first, we guarantee you'll have a good time, meet some new people, and learn a thing or two about writing along the way.


:bulletgreen: What is Flash Fiction Month all about?

Flash Fiction Month is an annual community writing event, run in July, in which participants write one piece of flash fiction every day for a month.

:bulletgreen: What is Flash Fiction?

Flash Fiction is simply very short prose pieces, generally defined as being 1000 words or less. The word limits for Flash Fiction Month are 55 words minimum, to 1000 words maximum.

:bulletgreen: Do I have to write every day?

Yes. No. Whatever you can manage - we at FFM realise that life can get busy, so we understand that some people may not be able to write a 1000-word story every day. But c'mon - it's flash fiction! We think a three-a-week minimum is a reasonable expectation, considering you can write three 55-worders, if you like.

However we do hope you'll give the full FFM experience a try. It can be difficult, but we guarantee you'll reach the end of the month a better writer, and ideally you'll have had some fun, and made some new friends.

:bulletgreen: How do I join?

Simple! First, make your commitment official and let us know you're participating on the yearly Sign-Up Page. Then join the official FlashFictionMonth group so that you can share your stories with fellow participants during July! And finally, watch our founding account Flash-Fic-Month, to receive timely (separate) notifications for the daily prompts.

:bulletgreen: Still have questions?

Visit our comprehensive FAQ page and all will be revealed.

:bulletgreen: Feeling generous?

Our FFM winner's prizes are funded entirely by donations! So if you're feeling altruistic, and you have a few spare points to hand, head over to Flash-Fic-Month and donate! :flirty:


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FFM Links - 7 July 2020Welcome to Flash Fiction Month, day 7.Today we shall be embracing the spirit of chaos!For the past week you’ve been subjected to the whims of the Hydra, tasked with jumping through literary hoops according to our (slightly fickle) whims. But not so today! Today, YOU are the arbiter of fiction, and it is you who will dole out the challenges to your fellow participants. For some of you, this challenge is an old favorite. For others, well, you’re in for a treat! P. S. Even if your FFM style is more relaxed and you’re currently in lurking mode, or don’t usually take part in the challenge events, we heartily encourage you to make an exception for today. Maybe your could even join us in the FFM Discord Server (if you haven't already), and dip your toe into the proverbial waters - just pay no mind to the sinister banjo music floating through the evening air, it means nothing. ______________________________________________________________________InstructionsFlash Fiction Month is about writing – and posting – a story between 55-1000 words in length every day during July. Each day we'll upload a deviation where you can post your story for the day, with optional prompts, and the occasional optional challenge. Paste a link to your flash fiction piece for July 7th in the comments below. If you write a story every day this month, and complete every challenge, you will undoubtedly sup on ambrosia, and caper with angels. You could also win a prize! When you upload your newly minted literature deviations remember to use these official FFM tags: #flashfiction , #flashfictionmonth , #ffm2020________________________________________________________________________CHALLENGE ME: Character Mashup!They say there is no story without character, and for this challenge we would like to celebrate that most central component of fiction. Today is all about dynamic duos, and the sparks (and witty lines of dialogue) that fly when different personalities come together and two very different characters have to team up. Perhaps they fight crime, or perhaps they're on some other mission entirely. Are they old friends, or enemies? Family, or strangers? Who can say... But they're here, and for the next 55-1000 words, they're going to have to work together.Your instructions are as follows:STEP ONE: Write a comment below saying “Challenge Me!”. STEP TWO: Reply to someone else’s “Challenge Me!” comment with a challenge comprised the following components: ONE line of dialogue to be used in the story Be it a witty parting phrase, some out of context weirdness, or a heartfelt plea for nachos in a fast food joint at 3am. ---- (For example: “Dammit John, you’re only supposed to eat them after the ritual.”)
TWO complex characters working together in pursuit of a goal Give us all of your diverse, and unusual character combos! Kindly keep it to one sentence per character, but the more specific/complex/weird your descriptions are, the better! ---- (For example: “She's a street-smart warrior nun from another dimension, who's descended from a line of royal horticulturists. They're a misanthropic math teacher with super-powers and a rat problem.)STEP THREE: Once your initial “Challenge Me” comment has gathered a few responses, pick 2x Characters and 1x Dialogue option from the challenges you’ve received and use those elements to write a story! To ensure MAXIMUM CHAOS we will allow mixing and matching from the different challenge comments you have received. Take 1 x element each from 3 x separate comments if you like, but remember the point is CHAOS so make sure they aren't things that would usually go together.

And if you feel like slipping a little optional extra into the challenges you dish out, well, who are we to say no to such a thing. Remember to challenge as many people as you can! It's a community challenge so supporting others through prompting is essential! Challenge completion will be by doing all three steps. When you’ve completed the challenge, remember to let us know by writing "Challenge" next to the link for your submission and posting it in a new comment (not your initial Challenge Me! one). Not doing the challenge? No problem! Check out the optional prompts below.______________________________________________________________________RemindersCommenting is the stuff of life, today more so than ever. So spare a moment for your fellow writers, donate a kind word or two, and you shall reap the rewards of FFM karma.Practice self care! Sleep, and then wrestle your half formed dreams into a box where they can be locked away safely, before donating them the 2020 Prompt Bank for proper disposal!Now is the time for boldness, so hike up your lederhosen and join us on the FFM Discord Server where you belong. Still haven't signed up for 31 days of flash fiction insanity? Head on over to the 2020 Sign-Up Page, and offer up your name, and while you're there pick up the FFM FAQ for some light reading.
FFM Links - 6 July 2020Welcome to Flash Fiction Month, day 6.At this point you’re (probably) at half a dozen stories - at any rate, more stories than you had at the beginning of the month!Keep going!!________________________________________________________________________InstructionsFlash Fiction Month is about writing – and posting – a story between 55-1000 words in length every day during July. Each day we'll upload a deviation where you can post your story for the day, with optional prompts, and the occasional optional challenge.Paste a link to your flash fiction piece for July 6 in the comments below.If you write a story every day this month, and complete every challenge, you will undoubtedly enter Flash Fiction Valhalla, where you shall cavort to your hearts content for all eternity under the unblinking gaze of the all-seeing eye. You could also win a prize!When you upload your newly minted literature deviations remember to use these official FFM tags: #flashfiction , #flashfictionmonth , #ffm2020________________________________________________________________________RemindersDr. Hydra recommends a comment a day to keep flash fiction ennui at bay. The more comments you give to your fellow writers, the more comments ye shall receive in turn. Unburden your mind! Take all those strange thoughts and devious notions floating through your head, and put those dastardly things where they belong - the 2020 Prompt Bank! Feeling lonely? Join us on the FFM Discord Channel, meet your peers, and frolic beneath the gaze of your dark overlord - in an entirely non-suspicious manner, of course. Still haven't signed up for 31 days of flash fiction insanity? Head on over to the 2020 Sign-Up Page, and offer up your name. Not sure what all this flash fiction business is about? Congratulations for making it this far down the page. We recommend a visit our FFM FAQ, where all will be revealed!...
FFM Links - 5 July 2020Welcome to Flash Fiction Month, day 5.Five days in, and maybe, just maybe, you're starting to get the hang of this flash fiction business. Other writers may talk of fickle muses, or the elusive flash of divine inspiration. But this is FFM, and 'round these parts we know better. Write, and the words will follow. Work, and the inspiration will come to you.If not, well. That's what we have prompts for. ______________________________________________________________________InstructionsFlash Fiction Month is about writing – and posting – a story between 55-1000 words in length every day during July. Each day we'll upload a deviation where you can post your story for the day, with optional prompts, and the occasional optional challenge. Paste a link to your flash fiction piece for July 5 in the comments below. If you write a story every day this month, and complete every challenge, you will undoubtedly enter Flash Fiction Valhalla, where you may cavort to your hearts content for all eternity under the unblinking gaze of the all-seeing eye. You could also win a prize! When you upload your newly minted literature deviations remember to use these official FFM tags: #flashfiction , #flashfictionmonth , #ffm2020 ______________________________________________________________________RemindersDr. Hydra recommends a comment a day to keep flash fiction ennui at bay. The more comments you give to your fellow writers, the more comments ye shall receive in turn. This is the FFM way, and we couldn't do it without you. Yes, YOU sitting over there looking mildly alarmed. Round these parts we break the fourth wall whenever we please. Unburden your mind! Take all those strange thoughts and devious notions floating through your head, and put those dastardly things where they belong - the 2020 Prompt Bank! Feeling lonely? Join us on the FFM Discord Channel, meet your peers, and frolic beneath the gaze of your dark overlord. Still haven't signed up for 31 days of flash fiction insanity? Head on over to the 2020 Sign-Up Page, and offer up your name. Not sure what all this flash fiction business is about? Congratulations for making it this far down the page. We recommend a visit our FFM FAQ, where all will be revealed!
FFM Links - 4 July 2020Welcome to Flash Fiction Month, day 4.You’ve survived the week, impressive! You’re a skilled and crafty adventurer. This particular Head likes you. Here, have a drink of water.Ah...this isn’t water.It’s a CHALLENGE._____________________________________________________________________InstructionsFlash Fiction Month is about writing – and posting – a story between 55-1000 words in length every day during July. Each day we'll upload a deviation where you can post your story for the day, with optional prompts, and the occasional optional challenge.Paste a link to your flash fiction piece for July 4 in the comments below.If you write a story every day this month, and complete every challenge, you will undoubtedly enter Flash Fiction Valhalla, where you may cavort to your heart's content for all eternity under the unblinking gaze of the all-seeing eye. You could also win a prize!When you upload your newly minted literature deviations remember to use these official FFM tags: #flashfiction , #flashfictionmonth , #ffm2020 _____________________________________________________________________A Hymn For The WeekendSay a prayer for this weekend’s challenge features a hymn for us all. You must include ALL of these elements.ANCIENT ARTIFACTSYour stories must center around an ancient artifact of your choosing or creation (here are some examples for inspiration)How you incorporate the artifact is up to you, however, it must hold a predominant spot in the story.WEEKEND GETAWAYYour stories must take place over the course of a weekend. This Head defines the weekend as Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.INACCURATE REFLECTIONS.There must be a character suffering from delusions of grandiosity somewhere along the way. They can be your protagonist or merely a passing face, but they must exist and interact with the protagonist at least once.A HYMNFinally, to add some sound to your stories: Incorporate a real or fictional hymn in your worlds.A hymn is a religious song or poem of praise to God or a god, so feel free to be as creative as you want with whom these songs praise.
Note: It could be something as simple as the protagonist passing someone humming a hymn. No actual hymn-crafting required, although it would garner bonus points from this particular head.If you've done the challenge remember to let us know by writing "Challenge" next to the link for your submission. Not doing the challenge? No problem! Check out the optional prompts below!_____________________________________________________________________RemindersHydra thrives on interaction, satiate it through commenting on other's work. The more comments you give to your fellow writers, the less likely to invoke Hydra's hangry wrath.Donate! Take all those weird but harmless musings floating through your head, and put those lost souls where they belong - the 2020 Prompt Bank!Immerse yourself. Join us on the FFM Discord Channel, meet your peers, and frolic beneath the gaze of your dark overlord.Still haven't signed up for 31 days of flash fiction insanity? Head on over to the 2020 Sign-Up Page, and offer up your name.Not sure what all this flash fiction business is about? Congratulations for making it this far down the page. We recommend a visit our FFM FAQ, where all will be revealed!
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Four Parts of a Whole (Day 6)In the forests of Millersylvania, one could wander deeply into the trees well beyond the trails curated by man. And if one does, one might just find an uprooted tree that had lived well over a century, but was now home to many different creatures. Mostly bugs, of course. They loved feasting on the overturned earth, always in search of their next dark and damp meal, but there was yet another group of organisms that lived beneath the gnarled roots. A den of sorts. These four creatures fiercely protected their home, lest anyone try to take a peak and see what was not meant to be seen. For, it functioned much like the TARDIS in that it appeared much smaller on the outside than the inside. And while these creatures were perfectly at home in the deep woods of Millersylvania, it was highly unlikely that any unwary human would be perfectly at home looking right at them.
But just what were they? At a glance, one might say, “Obviously, they are deer. What else could they be?” But it doesn’t take a genius to realize that deer that match the colors of the toys of a toddler isn’t exactly normal. Red for rage. Yellow for a guiding light. Green for the clarity of nature. And blue for the royal power of leadership. Nova, Light, Claire and Serenity, in that order. They always traveled in a group, never far from one another. For without each other, they were not complete.
Today was a cooking day. Yesterday was spent gathering the ingredients for the meal. Without hands to carry things, many trips were made back and forth from the harvesting grounds to the den. And now, finally, it was time to put it all together.
“Who’s got the flour?” called out Light, as she read the recipe book.
“Here,” Claire placed the bag on the counter with her teeth.
“And the cheese cultures?”
“Here.” It was Serenity’s turn to place something on the counter.
“And lastly, the eggs?”
“Here, and before you say anything. I dropped one. Take it or leave.” Nova made an appearance in the kitchen. Her anger from the broken egg barely suppressed.
“I’ll stay, thanks.”
“Whatever.”
From the front room, Claire called out, “Nova? Would you like to hear one of my new songs?”
Nova smiled shyly, “Coming!” She always looked forward to Claire’s music. And so did everyone else if only for the fact that it was the only thing that kept Nova calm.
As fluty notes drifted into the kitchen from Claire’s voice, Light turned to working on the pasta, and realized something else was missing.
“Serenity?”
The blue one poked her head in the kitchen, “I am here.”
“Can you help make the cheese? I’m already swamped with tasks for this recipe.”
“Of course!” She trotted right over and began pouring the mixture together.
And so they worked the pasta dough and the cheese, carefully using cloven hoof, mouth and antler to manipulate all the tools needed to bring the recipe to completion.
As Light used her antlers to shove the baking dish into the oven, Serenity finally took a look at the recipe book. “Moon pasta casserole? The ingredients looks pretty normal to me.”
“Oh it’s just a silly play on words. It’s based on the old myth that the moon is made from cheese.” Light kicked the oven door shut. “Check out the cover.”
Serenity closed the book and peered closely at the front. “Recipes for kids? We’re not goats!”
“Not those kinds of kids. Human children.”
Serenity gasped. “You- were you seen?” she whispered.
Light looked very proud, “Nope. I found it in a dumpster. At night.”
“But your light. How did you avoid being seen?” Serenity questioned further, referring directly to the passive power that all four of them glowed at night, just like the stars.
“The building was closed. And now that I’m thinking about it, I’m not so sure it was a dumpster. The sign said, ‘returns here.’”
“Oh, you goofball! That was a library! Now some poor soul is going to be charged a late…fey.”
“It’s a fee you dumbass!” cried Nova from the front room. Nobody noticed that Claire had stopped singing.
As the pasta casserole bubbled and baked away, Serenity and Light followed the source of the insult to attempt to diffuse the situation.
“Where’s Claire?” asked Light.
“How the hell should I know? She just does things, as you should already know.”
“Please Nova, dinner is almost ready and she just left?” Serenity’s ears flicked in quiet desperation.
Nova burst out laughing. “Oh you should see the look on your faces! She’s taking a nature break. She didn’t say how long she’d be.”
“Oh good. You know, now that you mention it, I think I might take a nature break as well,” replied Serenity.
“Oh me too!” Light jumped in.
“Okay, well we can’t all take a nature break because we only have one relief room,” Serenity pointed out.
Nova blurted out, “I’m not going to because I’m not some kiss-ass who has to copy everything the leader does.”
“That’s good, Nova. Independent thought is a virtue, but sometimes coincidences just happen.”
“Whatever you say, Wren,” Nova replied with Serenity’s nickname.
At last Claire arrived from the relief room looking refreshed and was nearly bowled over by Light’s desperate attempt to access it next.
After each deer had her turn in the relief room (and yes, eventually Nova followed suit, but only once she had explained that, “I didn’t have to go then!”), they all gathered around the eating grounds and had their fill of the freshly baked cheese and pasta casserole.
Yeah, Nova could be infuriating at times, and Claire could be quiet. Light could be a bit of a copy-cat and Serenity could be stubborn, but these four animals worked together in perfect harmony for they could not live without each other. Checks and balances, you see.
ErraAs his knuckles grazed her cheek, Erra could feel the force behind the punch. He meant business. That‘s the problem with sparring against a Level Three, She thought. They take every fight seriously and they live to hurt others. He spun Erra around, pulling her into a headlock. She managed to get an elbow up and sink it into his gut. He growled as she slipped free and rolled away. She readopted her defensive stance. He lunged at her, landing a painful blow to her stomach. Erra doubled over, using the moment as a cover for her next move. Before he knew it, she had her opponent pinned on the ground. “One. Two. Three. End.” Someone called out.Erra offered him a hand up and he glowered at her. “Good game.” Erra said. Her opponent brushed her off and strode away from the sparring ring, slamming through the crowd of onlookers. Erra went back to the Level One dorms and hopped into the shower. The lukewarm water spluttered inconsistently from the shower head, nearly stopping completely just as Erra had began rubbing the bar soap into her hair. When she was as clean as she was going to get, she threw on a fresh, grey one-piece suit, standard Level One attire. (The Level Twos had white suits and the all-mighty Level Threes had shiny, jet black suits.) Erra took a moment to pull her long, brown hair into a simple bun before heading to midday meal.In the cafeteria, Erra sat alone at the end of the Level One table. She didn’t care much for chatting with her fellow Ones. Unlike Threes and Twos, Ones had only three cliques. There was a group for the fighters, they were angry and spent most of their time practice fighting and getting into real fights. The science types were more calm, lacking in physical abilities compared to the rest, and they looked down on all the other Level Ones. The remaining Ones were The Meek. Wimpy, sniveling women with no purpose in life. They conversed only with each other, aimlessly wandering the campus like ghosts. After the original purpose of the Ones had failed, these women never recovered. Then there was Erra. All alone.Though she had been in the cafeteria for less than five minutes, the protein packed meal of the day just wasn’t doing it for her, so Erra gave up and went to dump her tray. Just as Erra reached the trash bin, she heard a commotion behind her. The double doors of the cafeteria were swinging closed behind a tall man, with a hip-length fishtail braid and skin so dark it nearly blended in with his black suit. Erra rolled her eyes. Just what she needed, a visit from Tiq. The popular Level Three made his way around the room, giving a couple of lucky Twos a high-five. They probably consider this the best moment of their young lives. Erra thought with disgust. She turned her back to the doors and headed for the side exit. “Ah, Erra! How’s my favorite little One doing?” Tiq said, making sure to speak loudly. As if everyone wasn’t already completely enthralled by his every syllable and step.It’s not worth it. She reminded herself. Every cell in her chemically altered body screamed at her to turn and punch him in his smug face. Tiq was the first successful Level Three. He had provided the foundation for the entire Level process and he was literally the poster boy of the organization. Tiq had also been set to be their primary donor, back in the days when people thought the Ones would be able to breed new Levels. And unfortunately for Erra, he loved singling her out for ridicule, and what Tiq did, the others would also do. “Don’t ignore me, baby. Oh, I‘m sorry, or is your head still spinning from that time I kicked your ass?”There it is. Erra thought as the cafeteria filled with laughter. Erra, the little One who claimed to had bested the unbeatable champion, Tiq. Ones occasionally beat Threes in combat, but nobody ever beat Tiq. Except she had, not that anyone believed it. The word of a One versus a Three meant nothing, especially where Tiq was concerned. “Or was it you who kick my ass? I always get that confused, your story was hardly consistent.” Because you made sure I couldn’t tell. She wanted to scream. But it would do no good. Erra pushed through the doors and out into the hallway. The sounds of laughter followed her all the way back to her dorm.-A dark room. The lights off and no one around. Then voices. Louder, coming closer. Hiding. Hearing... something. Something she shouldn’t have known. Then the coast was clear. Maybe not. Being knocked to the ground. That voice, so familiar now. A fight. Fists flying, blood pouring, bones snapping. Nobody else around, just the two of them, flinging each other down the hall in a spastic ballet. Then, incredibly, the feeling of her knee on his neck. Anger replaced, perhaps, for a moment by fear and amazement in his dark, blue eyes. Winning. Fleeing, running through the woods on battered limbs. Getting home, being safe. Then the stars. Hanging in a moonless sky, the dark obscuring the faces of her attackers. Pain. Pain. Pain. Seven against one. No match. Blood, so much blood. Her blood. Last chance. No chance. Goodbye.Beeping. Blurry figures. Screaming. Mumbling. Mouthing. Who knew? Trying. Trying to say what she knew, but what did she know? Needles. Doctors cutting, nurses hovering. Recovery. A waste of funds. Heard or imagined? Chatter. Clearer. Laughter, closer. Eyes opening to a strange place. No, not strange. She’d been here before. A hospital. Then she knew. Did not remember, but she knew. Things were not what they appeared. But how, why? If she could only remember.-Erra woke up drenched in sweat, the sound of Tiq’s laughter echoing in her head.
FFM 2020: Incendiary“I am immolation, I am fire.” Fred cried out as the flames began to lick at the base of his feet, climbing steadily higher.“Oh for gods sake, stop being so dramatic.” Gregory said, rolling his eyes so forcefully that he gave himself a headache. But sadly Fred was already too far gone to notice the display.It was like this every month, come rain or shine. Gregory doused Fred in lighter fluid, set him on fire, and then waited on the patio with a fire extinguisher while Fred flapped about the yard making dramatic statements in a voice loud enough to wake the neighbours.Fred was always far more endearing when he couldn’t speak, but alas, the effects of the burning were usually rather short-lived.Eventually the flapping stopped, and Fred grew still (and thankfully, silent) as the flames consumed his remains with a hungry fervour.Gregory waited for the flames to die out, then dusted away the glowing ashes to reveal the newborn chick beneath. It blinked up at him with it’s gorgeous glowing eyes, and cheeped. If he squinted he could already see the first downy growth of red-gold feathers blooming on its chest.“There there, you stupid phoenix.” Gregory muttered, cupping the newly-reborn Fred gently within his calloused palms. “You’ll be back to your old self in no time.”He'd thought owning a phoenix would be fun, but it turned out immortality was a pretty time intensive process - something that the pet shop employee had definitely failed to mention.But then, it was probably no less than Gregory deserved for trying to keep a wild mythological creature as a pet. He should have listened to his girlfriend and just bought a bloody parrot.
Jack and the Smalltalk“Fee fi fo fum! I smell the blood of an Englishman! Be he live or be he dead, I’ll grind his bones to make my bread!”“I’m Cornish,” Jack shouted.“What?”“I’m Cornish,” Jack repeated. “If you want to get technical.”“Oh.” The giant stopped, the brace of dead cows dangling from his belt swaying comically. “Still, pretty close, though.”“Yeah, but like… Nobody’s asking you to guess people’s heritage based on scent. It’s not as if I’ve popped up here and said ‘Have a sniff and see if you can work out where I’m from!’ That’s literally the first non-nonsense thing you said to me, and it’s wrong.”“I feel like you’re getting really hung up over this.”“I’m just saying, you only get one chance to make a first impression.”“Yeah, well, I’m going to eat you now.” The giant took a menacing step forwards. “How do you feel about that?”“Mostly just confused?”“It’s really not that complicated!”“Okay, but you said…what? You’ll ‘grind my bones to make your bread’? Is that a real thing?”“I can’t have gluten.”“Ohhhh,” said Jack, sympathetically.“Yeah.” The giant tapped his foot, causing the whole floating island to tremble slightly.“But even so. I show up unexpectedly, and you’ve got a preprepared speech on the topic of bone-based wheat substitutes?”“I wouldn’t say preprepared…”“It rhymed!”“Okay, look. I thought of it in the shower the other day and this seemed like a good time to use it. I didn’t really expect you to pick it apart like this.”“It’s not so much the actual words that bother me,” Jack explained. “It’s more the practicality. I mean, you’re…what? Forty feet tall? I assume those cows on your belt are basically a snack. How much bread are you going to get out of a regular-sized human skeleton? Isn’t that like me catching a mouse to make one extremely small burger?”“Well, it’s not as if I’m only using bones. I’ve got oat flour, but it’s expensive and I’m having trouble getting a good consistency out of it. I figure if I bulk it out with something else…” The giant raised both hands in a gesture suggesting balance scales. “Two birds, one stone.”“Alright. I still feel like the bones to flour ratio’s going to be crazy small, but that’s pretty smart.”“Thank you. Sorry if the whole fee fi fo fum thing sounded vindictive, by the way. I don’t make a point of eating people, it just seems more humane than letting them scurry about my house until they eventually starve to death. My cat brings in a lot of dwarves.”“That’s okay. Similarly, I’m gonna climb back down this beanstalk now. Please don’t try to follow me. You seem like an alright guy, I don’t want you plummeting to your death—especially right on top of my house—when I chop it down.”“Whoah, whoah, whoah.” The giant took a few steps back. “Did an old woman set you up with that?”“Okay, hold on. I will give you…” The giant took a small (relatively speaking) pouch from his pocket and began to count. “Six...seven… Eight golden eggs if you dig that thing up by the roots.”“What? Why?”“That stuff’s like Japanese knotweed. I’m not kidding. Eight eggs, solid gold. You’d be doing me a favour just by saving your own lawn.”“I traded my family cow for that!”“Then you got scammed out of a cow. Don’t even try to get it back. Trust me, it isn’t worth it. I sold that old woman one of my shoes a while back: turns out she was planning to live in it. One day—five years later—she comes after me saying it leaks. She’s got a dozen kids climbing all over it, never once waxes the leather—of course it leaks! But she insists it’s my problem, starts stalking me on Facebook. She gets pretty abusive. Long story short: one of her posts goes viral online, I get a restraining order, her boss gets word of all this and bam! She’s fired from Monsanto.”“I’ve got to be honest,” said Jack, “I don’t really know how to respond to that.”“You’re telling me!” The giant took a few steps forward, carefully tipped the little cluster of golden eggs from his palm onto the ground, then retreated back to where Jack wouldn’t have to fear an imminent squishing. “Seriously. Take the eggs, buy a new cow, and please please please get rid of that beanstalk. I’d do it myself, but if I cut it down I can’t climb back up.”The giant stomped back inside his house, and Jack gathered up the eggs and began to make his way back down the beanstalk. It was pretty difficult, weighed down with eight massive golden eggs, and he ended up simply having to drop them. All he could do was hope nobody had gathered round the beanstalk to gawp at it, but even if they had it seemed as though they’d be in marginally less danger if he just dropped the eggs rather than fall with all of them stuffed in his coat pockets.After gathering up his treasure once more, Jack took an axe to the beanstalk, concluded that this was not a one-person job, and headed inside to Google local tree surgeons.When he got to the computer, Jack found he had a friend request from one Gogmagog B. Gianton. He didn’t delete it; he just left it in the massive list indefinitely.
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Flash Fiction Fridays - Week OneHello, and welcome to the first installment of “Flash Fiction Fridays” where we dive into the oft-mysterious and elusive land of flash fiction!By the end, you, too, will be able to show off your amazing flash fiction skills with a couple of pieces of your own!Before we dive in, let’s start with the basics. How do you start flash fiction? Are there methods that make the craft easy? @DamonWakes @Flammenfeder @WizardandGalaxy @GDeyke and @AmehanaRainStarDrago have agreed to help me explore these questions today.Writer WisdomHow long have you been writing flash fiction, and what attracted you to this form of storytelling? How did you get started?@DamonWakes: I've been writing flash fiction since July 1st, 2012. Someone on the deviantART forums told me about it on June 27th that year and I signed up on a whim, not even really sure that I'd see the event through. I've gone on to tackle every single story and challenge for the past eight years and it's more or less responsible for my career as an author. Nothing, in particular, attracted me to it in the first place; it just sort of happened.@Flammenfeder: I have been writing 'short stories', or stories with less than 1000 words that would technically fit the FlashFiction criteria long before I knew that this genre actually exists, but I would not do that regularly. In the German writing community, FlashFiction is basically non-existent. Instead, the genre of the 'drabble' is much more present, where the goal is to hit a specific word count, usually 100. But in the end, my engagement with FlashFiction used to be rather sporadic and it was a spontaneous decision to just jump headfirst into FFM2019 that really got me into it.@WizardandGalaxy: I believe my first exposure to flash fiction was through the DeviantArt group Flash Fiction Month, in 2014. I had already gotten invested in writing, but I was interested in the idea of working within the constraints presented, both by the event and the format itself. I also felt like it was a good format for experimenting with new concepts and ideas; the results can be substantial enough to tell you whether you want to continue with them without being too much of an investment for something you’re unsure about.Walk us through your flash fiction writing process. Is there any outlining involved? Rewriting?@GDeyke: I start with the challenge if there is one. I treat it as something of a puzzle – how can I combine these elements? can I add a twist on them? – and solving it is the key to the story. I do the actual writing in one sitting whenever possible, though I do like to know where I’m going with it in advance (in my head: I don’t outline). I keep an eye on the word count as I write, so cutting back isn’t usually an issue; I just read through a few more times for polish and then call it good.@AmehanaRainStarDrago: I jot down quickly my main idea for the story. Sometimes it is short, sometimes it is an outline. At times not everything fits into my finished piece. Those unused ideas get saved to incorporate into other stories. If I am not writing on a deadline then I revise again.Now that we have a stable foundation, let’s get to work!This Week’s TaskYour goal will be to write and submit (linked in a comment below) a short story of no more than 1,000 words.The deadline to submit will be Thursday, June 13h at 11:59 p.m. (wherever you are in the world!)Here is some inspiration, courtesy of @BATTLEFAIRIESNote: This is a jumping-off point for your stories. If another idea catches your eye, use it!Visual Prompts:Text Prompts:Haftorang -- What the Persians called the star Fomalhaut. It was considered a Royal star, the Watcher of the South.Erebus -- Active volcano on Antarctica, with a lava lake in one of its craters.Alkahest -- The hypothetical "universal solvent" alchemists were after in the middle ages.Nepenthe -- Mythical drug that quenches all sorrow with forgetfulness.Padparadscha -- Type of gem, related to ruby and sapphire, with a distinct pinkish-orange hue.Tel Megiddo -- Supposedly the place where the Armageddon would happen.Xezbeth -- Demon of lies and legends, who invents untrue tales.Údáinsakr -- The Deathless Acre, wherein Norse mythology everybody becomes healthy and young.Did I mention the prizes? We have Prizes!Anyone who submits at least one story will receive a minimum 400 points donated by @communityrelations.3 randomly selected individuals who participate in ALL FOUR weeks will be eligible for:One of 2 features from @JessaMarA critique of their work, also from JessaMar Finally, one person (randomly selected) will receive the grand prize of 2,400 points, also curtesy of CommunityRelations!Thank you again to today’s writers and to all the folks at @CRLiterature for making this series possible!Everyone ready?

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WEEK ONE! It is DONE!
Look at all of you! So much fresh meat, err...faces. Congratulations on making it through the first week of Flash Fiction Month! You did it!
Now it wouldn’t be very 2020 of us to say that you had only three weeks left because there are still four weeks! Time is a man-made construct and we are all trapped!
(Please help! The only functional punctuation is the exclamation point!)
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As we’ve mentioned in the kick-off journal that you all have already read under (penalty of cursed artifact, which you now have a plethora to choose from), we are doing things a little differently this year.
Of the challenges provided this week, please submit your strongest, cleverest, and best of the bunch and submit it in a comment below, with the name of the challenge chosen.

That’s right. Just one.

To be eligible for the Great Community Judging, you must have completed ALL five (5) days of FFM. That’s July 1-5 for the tired folks. You must have also participated in BOTH challenges below:
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Please link your one (1) submission in a comment with the challenge name by the end of Tuesday, July 8th (wherever you are) . Anyone who wants to be judged must also judge and you will receive your assignments within the week. (See? We didn’t call you victims this time, that’s growth!)

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FFM is an annual community writing event, run in July, in which participants write one piece of flash fiction between 55-1000 words every day for a month.

Each day we'll hit you up with unusual prompts, and (optional) extra challenges guaranteed to take your writing somewhere it's never been before.
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CassidyPeterson Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2018  Hobbyist
:la: Sent my first DD suggestion in from FFM 2018 today!
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Flash-Fic-Month Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2018
That's lovely! :eager:
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MMBaird Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2018  Professional General Artist
Is it just me or did I read somewhere there was a Discord place for FFmers? Am I hallucinating from all the years of coming into contact with the Hydra's toxic fumes?
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Flash-Fic-Month Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2018
Toxic hallucinations are a side effect of our presence, but in this case you are correct. ;)
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salshep Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2018
I love you people.

That is all.
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Flash-Fic-Month Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2018
Our queen. :worship:
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Melanophren Featured By Owner Jul 3, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
I'm wondering... would you guys recommend we give our submissions proper titles instead of like "FFM 2017 Day _ Submission"?
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Flash-Fic-Month Featured By Owner Jul 3, 2017
It's up to you entirely. If you think coming up with 31 stories is hard, coming up with 31 distinct titles can be a nightmare (we know). Go with whatever works best for you. :D
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MMBaird Featured By Owner Jul 2, 2017  Professional General Artist
Ok, just curious, is there a problem with the chat?
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Flash-Fic-Month Featured By Owner Jul 2, 2017
Seems to be working fine, is your browser giving you grief? The dA chat can be quite sensitive sometimes.
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