#fridayflash – Fortune Favours
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Regards, Stuart “The best things in life are free, but little stories about suicidal snowmen no longer are, sorry” Millard.
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See? I always knew it’s best not to KNOW.
Funky attitude in this piece, funny in the way of hearing a naughty joke and then trying not to giggle.
“An anthropological observer.” Neat.
Thanks, Cathy.
Scratch a cynic and you’ll find a sentimental believer—at the end of her rope! 🙂
Ha. Thanks for the comment.
That’s why it’s important not to get a taste of the “drug” one is dealing!
A life with no surprises? Bah.
That’s a bingo! Cheers.
A very interesting idea, really, and I like the way the narrator describes the things he/she is doing and why – but the change between the two attitudes is too abrupt, I think.
Yeah, it is quick, one of the perils of flash fiction. Although, I see it as more of a last confession. Anyone going out of their way to mess with people like that has some self-loathing going on, consciously or not. Eventually, it catches up with you.
Sort of like mental russian roulette, isn’t it? Only he loads all the chambers. Nice flash!
Insightful, I like it. Thanks.
It is hard to represent change without it being too abrupt in flash fiction, but I think it works here for the reason you said-it’s the last confession, the deathbed conversion so to speak. (How often do we see or hear about this happening?) We also find ourselves mirrored in the other-including their belief and fear…
That’s exactly it, mirroring. The narrator’s disdain for people was the end-of-his-teather disdain he had for himself. Nothing gets past the #fridayflash crowd. Thanks for your comment.
I’ve read that you’re not supposed to create some big ending, just let the story tell itself without going for an explosion, of sorts, to wrap it up. That being said, thought the story was great. Can’t fight destiny, but who wants to know?
Yeah, I’ve read that too. I just love the art of trying to create a fully formed beginning-middle-end story under the restrictions of flash. Maybe I’ll try the slice of life thing next week, if I can restrain myself. Cheers.
I like the way you crafted this – the cynic (and boy is he cynical) becomes the believer.
Thanks, Laurita.