Flash Fiction

Recently I’ve been having a lot of first. This is my first blog, I wrote my first short story, and Wednesday evening in my writing class I was assigned to write a piece of flash fiction. Now one would think that this would be easy I mean I was giving a word cap of no more than 105 words. The problem is I like epic fantasy too much and I have a harder time staying under word limits than meeting them. On top of that eighteen of the words were already accounted for; as I was not allowed to alter the first of last sentence. Oh and it’s about cats, so naturally that wasn’t exciting enough for me so they became tigers. I thought the “story” turned out okay for my first stab at flash fiction so I posted about it on twitter. The response I got was “Post or it didn’t happen!” so that is exactly what I’m doing. Keep in mind that I couldn’t change the first or last sentence.

 

The problem was the cats in the prison recreation hall. “Calling them cats is an understatement, no?” Cain exclaimed excitedly from the catwalk. Howard, ever calm, sighed and replied in an almost bored tone “Tigers are members of the family Felidae, thus cats.” Turning to Cain with a wry smile “Regardless if said cat eats mice or men, they remain cats.” Cain went off on a tangent about it making no sense, he didn’t even notice Howard had risen until the large man grabbed him and swiftly tossed him down to meet the cats. “It makes sense” He said, “It just does. It just does.”