Hello, peeps. My alarm woke me up this morning and the world didn’t end. If you read yesterday’s post, you’ll know why that’s exciting news.
Anypoop, it is Monday and it’s time to play Flash Fiction Fridays!
(applause, cheers, and winks from groupies)
In case you’re new to the blog or do not recall, every Monday I ask for plot suggestions, which I will then use to write a story of under 1,000 words, which I will post to my blog, which will then be collected in a year’s time (from the first post to the last post = 52 stories) in a collection I plan to publish, which will give credit to each and everyone of you who submitted to this insanity. That’s a lot of “whichs” I just dropped on you. Is that long-as-balls sentence grammatically correct? I don’t know. I’ll let you fine editor-type folks decide.
The rules are simple because there are no rules. Anything goes. But, as previous stories will attest, the more outlandish the better. I’m looking for silly-as-fuck, but you can go for modest-as-a-mouse or timid-as-a-teaspoon, or whatever you want, really. Go all in. Let it all hang out. Be the change you wanna see in the world!
Where was I?
Oh, yeah. Submissions. You can post them here or on Goodreads, or wherever you can find me. Tweet them shits to me, I don’t care. The more suggestions I get, the more fun it is. For more information on where and how this all started, you can click HERE to learn more, just like in Starship Troopers.
Anybody get that reference? I did. I’m so clever. And sexy. I’m mad sexy and clever, yo.
Are you tired of reading this post? Do just want this to be over? Why not try…
…side effects may include happiness, depression, suicidal thoughts, immortality, randiness, constipation, explosive mudbutt, acid tears, nostril hemorrhoids, hemophilia, necrophilia, donkey shows, twatwaffle, blue waffles (do not google), melon balls, cannon balls (iron testicles), canon balls (lore-accurate testicles), indigestion, out-digestion (a.k.a. politically-correct vomiting), and tenderness of hard tissue lasting more than four hours.
See you tomorrow,
Pic of the Day
My currently-reading shelf…