Microfiction

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The Prompt Invent a word, then write a microfiction story that encapsulates its meaning. This has also been entered in this excellent unofficial challenge as well:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
Indistinctism
Stella knocked on her boss's open door while saying, “Good morning. Got a moment?” “Sure thing.” Randall turned from his computer to face her. “What's on your mind?”
By Deanna Grey3 years ago in Fiction
Breath of Life
The shrinking wasn’t the worst part; it was the feeling of drowning. He’d come into this world screaming, kicking, blind. Now, the world was his lungs closing, as if they’d never existed at all.
By Mackenzie Davis3 years ago in Fiction
Savior Complex
Her eyes scanned him up and down once more. Noticing every tiny detail to his every move. The way his bangs swept back into the hair resting upon the back of his head. The slow movement of his chest as he breathed. His eyes sparkling under the moonlight - almost as if the light of the moon was begging for me to notice. His eyes laid upon my own. His gun pointed towards my chest.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Fiction
Curdlebrained
Desperation in his voice. Gaps between painful inhales as he pleads with static in my ear. “Pick me up. Pick me up.” His is a platinum record with a scratch. “Hospital. Hospital. Can’t breathe. Pick me up.”
By Barbara Steinhauser 3 years ago in Fiction
The Hand on the Counter
There was a hand on the counter. It was upright and beckoning to me. “You’re such a narcissist. Why do you think the hand would be beckoning to you?”
By Rachel Robbins3 years ago in Fiction
Lorem Ipsum
Lorem ipsum (/ˌlɔː.rəm ˈɪp.səm/) is a placeholder text commonly used to demonstrate the visual form of a document or a typeface without relying on meaningful content. (Wikipedia.)
By Vu Phan3 years ago in Fiction
Theramusopathy
Bob’s final sales contract was signed, and his trip home was just hours away. He called Shirley with the news. “They didn’t even want to negotiate the price this time. I’m coming home," with a quiver in his voice.
By Bill Coomer3 years ago in Fiction
Babstatic
Rosemary was a talented book writer. She has receive plenty New York Bestsellers recognition but for the very time she received the Babstatic award.
By Mariann Carroll3 years ago in Fiction
Faustiversary
"Sign here, here, and initial here." Lindsay Edwards was involved in the final stages of what was introduced to her as a lucrative business deal, and at a young age. She's only 25 years of age, but she's had the goal of being a high-level influencer since junior high. When Lindsay first met with Lucinda Ferrell, the woman who presented the opportunity and the contract that Lindsay was signing, the young influencer saw it all as an offer she couldn't refuse.
By Clyde E. Dawkins3 years ago in Fiction
Memory
She was tall and thin with thick brown hair, and a personality that always fit that of the famous wild family member who could never seem to settle down.
By Kristen G she/her 3 years ago in Fiction
Ah, Unchangeable
She remembered Faulkner’s story about the necrophiliac old woman. The out-of-order narrative comforted her, made her think she could fashion a love that strong and remain unchanged in its blush.
By Mackenzie Davis3 years ago in Fiction