Flash Fiction Month 2019, Day 16
Challenge #7: Write a story in which an item is used in an unusal manner. The story must take place while characters are having a drink.
“Let ElfCon 2019 begin!” cried Legolas, raising the Horn of Gondor high above his head.
He then lowered the instrument to his lips and began to quaff Tesco own-brand prosecco from it.
“Chug! Chug! Chug!” chanted Snap, Crackle, and Pop, each waving a tiny stein.
All around the Mercian Suite of the Birmingham Conference and Events Centre, hundreds of elves (and one very enthusiastic Will Ferrell) gathered to swap shoemaking anecdotes and archery lifehacks. Drizzt Do’Urden was available for autographs, and The North Pole Workers’ Union had as strong a presence as ever. A good time was had by all.
Then the doors banged open.
“What up, space fans?” bellowed the newcomer. “It’s me, Gordon Shumway! I’ve flown all the way from Melmac, and boy are my arms tired!” He belched. “Haaa! I kill me.” Continue reading
Flash Fiction Month 2019, Day 13
Challenge #6*: Write a story involving time travel at least two hundred years into the past, featuring something that was previously dead. The story must also include two well defined choices, only one of which may be answered verbally. Optionally, the ending must reveal whether or not the travellers return to their original time.
“My word, Binklestock—we’ve done it! Two-hundred and seventy years to the second.”
“Super,” said Professor Binklestock, without even a hint of enthusiasm. Nobody was ever quite the same after reanimation, but the university was getting short of staff and this was the simplest solution. “Now what? Where do we even begin?”
“We begin with what we know: the first wave landed in this place at this time.”
“I’m dead tired.”
Professor Wurthord squinted at her. She’d never used to crack jokes, and he wasn’t sure she’d started. Continue reading