Did Hemingway start it? Who cares? It’s my favorite English assignment. Saves time. Easy grading. I pretend it’s legitimate.
Begin with the lazy student, calls himself a philosopher.
For sale. Baby mittens. Never worn.
F for borderline plagiarism.
See what the shy kid wants to say.
Patty. Never fit. New choice. Patrick!
Explains a lot.
How about the biker gang chick, mad at the world.
Special delivery. Surprise! Happy Father’s Day.
Mental note: Don’t flirt with her. (Hey, six words!)
What about that scary new kid, front row?
Dear Dishonest Teacher: Karma’s a bitch.
Remember to sign his drop slip.
Contest: 100-word flash fiction where the entry must include five words: mitten, phil, patty, gang, dish. Contest date: June 19, 2015
My story above was a finalist and received the following accolades from the judge, the honorable Janet Reid, Literary Agent at FinePrint Literary:
Note: I love that the reader has to bring something to the story to fully understand this. I love it when a writer has confidence the reader will get stuff without having to be told in so many words.
And I love how this plays with form as well.