UPDATED WITH WINNER - LitReactor's Flash Fiction Smackdown: March Edition
Flash fiction: A style of fictional literature marked by extreme brevity.
Welcome to LitReactor's Flash Fiction Smackdown, a monthly bout of writing prowess.
How It Works
We give you inspiration in the form of a picture, poem, video, or similar. You write a flash fiction piece using the inspiration we gave you. Put your entry in the comments section. One winner will be picked and awarded a prize.
The Rules
- 14 words is the limit. (exactly 14 words.)
- It can be any genre.
- Give it a title of 3 words (no more, no less).
- We're not exactly shy, but let's stay away from senseless racism or violence.
- One entry per person.
- Editing your entry after you submit it is permitted.
- LitReactor staffers can't win, but are encouraged to participate.
- All stories submitted on or before March 28 will be considered. We'll run the winner on March 31.
This Month's Prize
Two titles from Two Dollar Radio:
'Radio Iris'
by Anne-Marie Kinney
Radio Iris is the story of Iris Finch, a socially awkward daydreamer with a job as the receptionist/personal assistant to an eccentric and increasingly absent businessman. When Iris is not sitting behind her desk waiting for the phone to ring, she makes occasional stabs at connection with the earth and the people around her through careful observation and insomniac daydreams, always more watcher than participant as she shuttles between her one-bedroom apartment and the office she inhabits so completely, yet has never quite understood.Her world cracks open with the discovery of “the man next door.” Over the next few weeks or months (the passage of time is iffy for Iris), she takes it upon herself to learn everything she can about this stranger. But the closer she gets to him, the more troubling questions at the heart of her own life rise to the surface, questions like - Why does she keep having the same dream? Why is it that she and her brother don’t seem to have a single shared memory of their childhood? What is it her boss actually does? In the end, Iris is faced with a choice she never imagined, and a reality she never knew enough to dread.
Anne-Marie Kinney's work has appeared in Black Clock, Indiana Review, and Keyhole, and has been performed by Los Angeles’s Word Theatre. Radio Iris is her first novel.
'A Questionable Shape'
by Bennett Sims
Mazoch discovers an unreturned movie envelope, smashed windows, and a pool of blood in his father’s house: the man has gone missing. So he creates a list of his father’s haunts and asks Vermaelen to help track him down.
However, hurricane season looms over Baton Rouge, threatening to wipe out any undead not already contained and eliminate all hope of ever finding Mazoch’s father.
Bennett Sims turns typical zombie fare on its head to deliver a wise and philosophical rumination on the nature of memory and loss.
Bennett Sims was born and raised in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. His fiction has appeared in A Public Space, Tin House, and Zoetrope: All-Story. A graduate of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop, he currently teaches fiction at the University of Iowa, where he is a provost postgraduate visiting writer.
Your Inspiration
Hey, it's month 3 in the 14th year of the millenium, a.k.a. 3/14 or 3.14....c'mon, Nerds, you know what I'm getting at—it's Pi(e) Month! So, let's write pastry- and/or math-related stories in honor of the tastiest mathematical constant, π. Stories must have a 3 word title and be exactly 14 words in length. No more. No less.
And be sure to have an extra slice on 3/14/14.
Now get writing!
And the Winner Is... Grant Williams
Once again, you all KILLED IT with awesomeness. We even had a picture entry that was pretty awesome (though it sadly missed the word count...). I did, however, have to pick just one, and I kept coming back to Mr. Williams' entry. So simple, so sublte that you almost miss the punchline—but funny when you do finally put the pieces (haha—pun) together. Well done!
The Business Model
"Just once could you report your sales numbers in a bar graph, Mrs. Callender?"
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Comments
"The first taste"
The crust... What can I say about the crust? It was so wonderfully salty.
“Pie in NYC”
When he chose a fork to eat pizza, he lost the campaign for mayor.
The Little Caesar
On March 14 he was served poisoned pizza, another irony missed by a day.
The cannibalistic number
Seven had eaten all the pies but was still hungry. So Seven ate Nine.
The Business Model
"Just once could you report your sales numbers in a bar graph, Mrs. Callender?"
Buy the Numbers
Juan took freedom, fought life's sexual severance, ate none. Teen Elvis shelved flirting forever.
"Of Three Sticks"
I held out three sticks, half-shape of an H, and let the ripchord go.
My Love, Pi
She's an irrational number. Never ending, never repeating. A transcendental love, squaring the circle.
Why Waste Pie?
Irrational obsession with pie resulted in his transcendent circumference. Yet, he saw no solution.
What Pi Is
A three, followed by a dot, followed by a one, then a four, then...
The Secret Ingredient
As Bonnie let the pie cool, she was confident no one would taste Butterscotch.
Last Bite
"Great pie."
"Old family recipe."
He choked, neck muscles seizing.
"Careful, it bites back."
My Number Lust
I am perpetually counting silently to myself. Consumed over numbers; digits dominate my existence.
Differently Weighted Dave
He had to stop eating her pie. He’d gained 14 pounds in 3 weeks.
Differently Weighted Dave
He had to stop eating her pie. He’d gained 14 pounds in 3 weeks.
God of Pi
An endless harmonic countdown in the waking dreams of a dying architect, ad infinitum.
Extra! Deli Robbery
Another two sided story. But I ensure: only one delight on the pie delict.
Life of Cake
Dear Diary,
I can't compete. Bought a fork. Gonna take that bastard down.
-Cake
Fibonnacci's Fateful Breakfast
No want-a eat. I search-a, look-a for this ratio...
Wait, look-a cinnamon roll!
Eureka!!!
http://williamgrit.com/2014/03/13/pi-%CF%80-227-3-14/
"I'm sorry, I'll make another pie! Please, don't!"
"Can't hear you, my stomach's growling . . . "
"I'm sorry, I'll make another pie! Please, don't!"
"Can't hear you, my stomach's growling . . . "
Seducing a Mathematician
“Time for pie?”
“Maybe to a thousand decimal places.”
“So smart!”
“Such a tart.”
Treason's the Reason
She picked her pie, planted his poison. Mr. did die, and Mrs. to prison.
End of Pies
Finger scoop, taste, grab foil sides, smash into floor, fly chunks. Do it again.
Death Point One-four
His life in a pie.
One slice at a time.
Each bite tastes regretful.
Nicely done, Grant!
Congrats, Grant!