I have so, so many half-finished stories. Some are half-finished and on-the-go. Others are half-finished and mostly abandoned. Some date to my high school years. Others, to last summer. All are half-finished and going nowhere fast.
This makes me feel… not so good. I believe in most of these stories, but I just can’t quite overcome whatever it is that’s blocking me; the task seems too large at the moment.
I’d like to finish something though.
Hello, flash fiction!
I’ve dabbled in flash before, almost submitting some truly bizarre stories to a Canadian competition whose name escapes me that involved writing flash using a pair of idea generators. The combinations were absolutely wild, and thinking up stories to match was great fun.
A few years have passed since those first tries at flash, and I have definitely not been practising. Back to square one. But! The time is now ripe for new attempts. Here’s the first: