When he was alive, he was a grave digger; yet he had never dug a grave. Ironically he would now been placed in one; digging his garden a thing of the past.
A relatively new term; Flash Fiction has replaced terms such as “short short story” to describe tales that are minimal in length. Some also use terms such as Nano Fiction & Micro Fiction; however these seem to have a set form whereas flash fiction is still open for debate.
I, like many others before me have always wanted to write a book. I like many others before me can't get motivated enough, or hold onto one concept long enough, to write an 80,000 page document.
So I have been looking at short or rather, shorter stories and came across Flash Fiction. Flash Fiction is a story of 1,000 words or under; some say between 100 and 500 words. Now I think I can do that!
After doing a little research; yes including Wikipedia; I am working on the lines that nano fiction is a story of 55 words in length. Micro fiction on the other hand is one of less than 300 words. I will try and keep my works to under 500 words where possible; so some may be micro fiction; others nano fiction; yet all are flash fiction!
Some of these flashes (stories) will be grouped together; for instance one repeating character used will be "The Dreamer". So although each flash will be a story in its own right; together the characters grouped stories could form a longer one. Hopefully you get my drift.
The rattling of Machine Gun grew louder. I found courage to face it. Pain hit as Machine Guns rattling stopped. I was too late; he was dead.
The above example of Twitter Fiction shows how you can have one or more characters, a conflict and a resolution all wrapped up in 140 characters or less. It is the first piece of Twitter Fiction I have written.
By starting with “The rattling of Machine Gun grew louder;” your imagination is already being forced to be used. Think of the who, when, where, why and how scenario. All of these can be used to determine the situation.
“I found courage to face it;” tells you, the reader; it is the narrator of the story facing the potential conflict. “Pain hit as Machine Guns rattling stopped.” What happened; did he get shot? After all the rattle of Machine Gun has now stopped; so something must have happened.
The final sentence unwraps the unstated premise of the story; “I was too late; he was dead.” Now we (should) fully understand the situation. Machine Gun is a person. He is rattling which suggests he is dying. Knowing someone is dying can be unnerving and takes courage to face. Maybe the narrator is behind a curtain or in the corridor?
Now we have an idea of the situation the narrator finds himself in; “Pain hit as Machine Guns rattling stopped;” suggests that the narrator is the one being hit with pain. However, not the pain of a bullet, more the pain that his; lets call him friend; has died. Hence it is the death of Machine Gun that causes the rattle to stop and not because a bullet has hit its target.
I had another go at this piece of Twitter Fiction; it has been completed in just 138 characters; two less than the first try. As with the original; it is not until you reach the end that you fully understand the story. In my mind both work well; however I am undecided as to which I prefer.
Machine Gun rattled. I hesitated before facing the inevitable. Pain hit. The rattling faded. Death struck. Too late. Machine Gun was dead.
The water darkened as mud was displaced by the thrashing of bodies.
“Help!” He screamed. “He’s drowning.”
In the distance the flashing blue lights were getting ever closer.
Still the men struggled.
The cars skidded to a halt; their lights still on.
They arrived in time to pull the help seeking psychopath off his victim.
The Caravan shook as the gale raged outside. Inside they cuddled; their aim to stay warm.
“Stop,” she snapped; slapping his hand as it slowly moved up her thigh.
The wind gradually died turning into nothing more than a breeze; the Caravan rocked again.
Now she was whispering “Don’t stop…”