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Entries for the Micro Fiction Challenge 2022. |
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Short stories of 100 words exactly, written for the Micro Fiction Challenge, 2022, plus a few for my own benefit. |
| Smoke Rings When I was in my twenties, there was an African urban legend that some American billionaire had offered a million dollars for the first person to succeed in blowing a smoke ring through another smoke ring and a third. It is an apparent impossibility since, when tried, one finds that the second smoke ring, in passing through the first, destroys it. Undeterred, I practised hard and eventually succeeded in getting a third smoke ring to pass through the second as it passed through the first. It was all a matter of precise timing. I am still awaiting my million dollars. Word count: 100 For the Micro Fiction Challenge, Week 6 Prompt: An urban legend. |
| Julius the Dragon Ben rolled over and prodded the dragon. “Julius!” he whispered. “Hey, Julius Sneezer, wake up!” The dragon gave no sign of waking. Ben persisted, digging his finger deeper between the dragon’s scales. “Come on, I know you’re awake. I need you and you’re supposed to help me at all times.” The dragon sighed and turned to face him. “Okay, what is it this time, Ben?” “It’s dark in here,” said Ben. “It usually is at night,” replied Julius. “But I’m frightened.” The dragon lost patience. “Oh, for pete’s sake! You can’t go on like this. You’re 34 years old, Ben.” Word count: 100 For Micro Fiction Challenge, Week 5 Prompt: Your character is a young child’s imaginary friend. |
| Handcart Hannibal found the antigrav handcart during the big clearout before his move to Ganymede. It was perfect for loading his packing pod and he made good use of it. Then it was time to return it to his neighbour, Grantley. The problem was that he had already returned a mountain of things borrowed over the years. Hannibal couldn’t face the prospect of yet another embarrassing visit to his friend. During the night, he slipped through the darkness to deposit the handcart on Grantley’s doorstep. It was only on landing on Ganymede that he recalled buying the thing from New Walmart. Word count: 100 For Micro Fiction Challenge, Week 4 Prompt: Returning an item to a store or a person. |
| Escape Holdfast was sure that he was being watched. Even as he walked down the street, he could feel a presence behind him. Deciding quickly, Holdfast ducked into a barbershop that he was passing. He kept going past the row of chairs and customers and entered the rear room. The back door was unlocked; he opened it and left. He found himself in a back alley and hurried on through several twists and turns until he felt the tail must have been dropped. He looked around. For the life of him, he couldn’t remember where he had been going that day. Word count: 100 For Micro Fiction Challenge, Week 3 Prompt: The character is convinced he/she is being spied on. |
| The Fisherman Alfred Romford was unprepared for the day he caught a mermaid. The chance of a fortune to be made was his first thought, of course. But that was before he had brought the creature to shore. One glance into those deeply azure eyes and all dreams of money evaporated instantly. He really had no option but to detach the mermaid from his hook and help her back into the water. As she swam away, he realised that the story must remain forever untold. Let it never be said that Alfred, sage and fisherman, was going silly in his old age. Word count: 100 For Micro Fiction Challenge, Week 2 Prompt: Fisherman. |
| The Ghost of Bertram Towers Colonel Sir Percival Bertram was not in the best of moods. He was muttering as he shuffled through the papers on his desk. Jenkins stood nearby at attention. Bertram burst out in irritation, “Where is it, Jenkins? Bloody thing’s gone missing again.” “It’s usually in the top drawer to your right, sir.” replied the butler. The colonel threw open the drawer. “You’re right, Jenkins. Bloody place is haunted, I tell yer. Damn ghost is moving my stuff.” “I doubt that, sir.” Bertram harumphed. “You do, hey? And what makes you think it’s not a ghost?” “You’ve been sleepwalking again, sir.” Word count: 100 For Micro-Fiction Challenge, Week 1 2022 Prompt: Sleepwalking. |
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