I love flash fiction challenges so I serve up some new ones here every Tuesday, and since every one likes choices I’ll provide you with two weekly writing prompts. You can participate in either one, or double your pleasure by trying your hand at both.
The Standard Prompt will always consist of a two-word prompt to be used as inspiration. The Non-Standard Prompt will change from week to week. Sometimes it will be a visual prompt, sometimes a first sentence or phrase, sometimes a scenario, etc. The limit for most Two for Tuesday prompts is 200 words unless otherwise specified. Use the little blue link thing below to submit your link or leave an entry in the comments section.
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Here is this week’s two-fer:
You have lots of creative leeway. The limit is 200 words. The words can be used:
- simply as a point of inspiration and do not have to be used directly
- they can be included exactly as provided
- or each word can be used independently of each other (for example if Death Row was the prompt instead of crafting a story about an inmate on the way to the gallows, you might write something like: Despite feeling like death from an excess of cheap vodka consumed the night before, Evelyn moved on to planting her next row of spinach).
This week I am asking you to create a story that uses the photo below as inspiration.
Leave a link, post your story in the comments section or email me your effort and I’ll post it for you. I hope you like this new opportunity to write. If you like this idea, tweet about it or mention it in your blog to get others know what is going on over here. Thanks for your support!
Here’s what I came up with for the Standard Prompt, guilty conscience:
“Hello?” the voice at the other end asked a second time. Stephanie nearly hung up without a word, but guilt, pride and anger made for a powerful mixture that spurred her on.
“Hi, Mrs. Greeley?” Stephanie asked and waited for confirmation.
“Yes. This is Fiona Greeley. Who is this?”
“Listen, Mrs. Greeley, we’ve never met, but I promise I didn’t know Matthew was married.”
“Excuse me, who is this?” Fiona asked with confusion clearly registering in her voice.
Stephanie ignored the question and plunged ahead. “I do have a conscience. Morals. All that. I wouldn’t have gotten involved if I knew Matt was married—especially with kids. I wanted to make that clear… Mrs. Greeley, you still there?” Stephanie waited. “Matthew said you knew, that you found out about us… Mrs Greely?”
“Yes, I’m still here. Sorry. I wasn’t aware that Matt was…” Fiona let her voice drift off unable to complete that thought. It was Stephanie’s turn to be surprised and let the silence draw out for a few more beats.
“Oh my God, you shouldn’t be hearing this from me. Cowardly bastard…”
“That is one thing,” Fiona said quietly, “that we both can agree on.”