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Tuesday Flash Focus Chirps About Kathy Fish’s “Wren”

Kathy Fish’s “Wren”–a fea­tured sto­ry in FRiGG –uti­lizes the encounter between healthy and unhealthy to reveal truths about both such states of exis­tence.


Monday Guest @ FlashFiction.Net: Ethel Rohan on Getting G-E-N-U-I-N-E

Frankly, I stum­bled into flash fic­tion and stag­gered around for a time. Despite writ­ing many short sto­ries and a cou­ple of nov­el man­u­scripts over the past sev­er­al years, it was only some ten months ago that I real­ly came on the online pub­lish­ing scene, plac­ing short sto­ries with Prick Of The Spin­dle, Iden­ti­ty The­o­ry, and Miran­da Lit­er­ary Mag­a­zine. Next came “Iron For The Soul” pub­lished in Word Riot. Through Word Riot I became famil­iar with the works of such immense­ly tal­ent­ed flash writ­ers as Elaine Chiew, Tai Dong Huai, Bon­nie ZoBell, and many more, all pub­lish­ing in the mag­a­zine around the same time as I.


Friday Flash Prompt: Bob Dylan Inspires Some (Very) Short Fiction

Bob Dylan stops by FlashFiction.Net for some inspi­ra­tional pho­to prompts. If you’d like, try to use the asso­ci­at­ed words in the writ­ing of your short short. Just be sure to remem­ber that, here, a pic­ture is worth a thou­sand words or less. Not a sin­gle word more.


Thursday Flash Craft: Campbell’s Monomyth, Initiation (Part III in a Series)

Pre­vi­ous posts took an intro­duc­to­ry look at Joseph Campbell’s Mon­o­myth and a more in-depth view of the first rite of Campbell’s mon­o­myth, the sep­a­ra­tion and the ini­ti­a­tion. Today, in the third part of the series, the focus turns to the mid­dle of stories–and the ini­ti­a­tion.


Wednesday Writing Therapy: To Be Virtually or To Be Really?

Just as blogs get defined by the num­ber of vis­i­tors, page views, hits, so too, I’ve begun to fear, do vir­tu­al writ­ers. In oth­er words, my fear is that quan­ti­ty (the num­ber of sto­ries pub­lished) has become a defin­ing fea­ture of one’s “val­ue” as a writer. Writ­ers, as do most of us, now exist both vir­tu­al­ly and really�and one hears of lit­er­ary agents imme­di­ate­ly doing inter­net search­es of writ­ers to see if they tru­ly exist. Per­haps that’s a bit of exag­ger­a­tion, but I’ve got­ten more than a few pub­li­ca­tions and edi­tors inter­est­ed me main­ly through my appear­ing often enough dur­ing their search­es for them to assume I must mat­ter in the tiny world of flash.


Monday Guest @ FlashFiction.Net: Stefanie Freele On Time, Flash Fiction, Unscrubbed Toilets, and a Little Bit Of Fear

One of the rea­sons I am as pro­lif­ic as I am, which real­ly isn’t to say I’m pro­lif­ic what­so­ev­er, but to say that I tru­ly do write, is because my lit­tle son takes long naps dur­ing which I force myself to write. I can’t do house­work. Not only do I detest doing dish­es and get no enjoy­ment in scour­ing ovens whatsoever�but do like a clean house I must clarify�I can’t clean, because he might wake, so I write. My work must be at least tan­gen­tial­ly con­nect­ed to writ­ing for it to be con­sid­ered work. Oth­er­wise, what I am doing is wast­ing time.


Sunday Micro Fiction: Hegel, Diane Williams, and the Impossibility of Satisfaction

The cliche “you can’t please every­one” becomes some­thing more com­plex when the “every­one” expands to include the forces with­in both the world and us. If indeed sat­is­fy­ing those wills that require sat­is­fac­tion is impos­si­ble, then how does one act in such a world? Such a world forces upon us the need to choose which wills will be sat­is­fied at the same time it denies us the abil­i­ty to know if our actions will cer­tain­ly ful­fill the cho­sen will(s). Thus, we act uncer­tain of whom we must sat­is­fy and what spe­cif­ic actions are required to obtain that sat­is­fac­tion. Even more frus­trat­ing is the pos­si­bil­i­ty that the action that sat­is­fies one force will simul­ta­ne­ous­ly enrage anoth­er.