tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113055222924493738.post6098495122787350878..comments2022-04-13T07:49:22.084-04:00Comments on Jim's Fiction: Flash fiction and Short stories.: Sunday Niblets--bite-sized stories of 50-55 wordsJim Harringtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467182228068339233noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113055222924493738.post-86590096738383924322012-11-29T10:22:51.971-05:002012-11-29T10:22:51.971-05:00Funny one, Limpy. Funny one, Limpy. Jim Harringtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15467182228068339233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113055222924493738.post-10880170542846668962012-11-28T14:34:23.283-05:002012-11-28T14:34:23.283-05:00THE SPY
By LimpyMorgan
The soldier, dressed in a ...THE SPY<br />By LimpyMorgan<br /><br />The soldier, dressed in a flamboyant sequined bolero jacket, gaily danced around the Spanish Embassy ballroom. He sought a way to secretly enter the Embassy’s interior and steal a rare Monet print. His dancing, however, though contagious and entertaining, sadly lacked any authenticity; so both he and his jacket were bounced right out the door.<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15080831837720346056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113055222924493738.post-27410795791904756612012-11-26T13:12:14.147-05:002012-11-26T13:12:14.147-05:00This one doesn't use the prompt words, but its...This one doesn't use the prompt words, but its very good for a first attempt at writing a nimblest. <br /><br /><br /><br />NEVER ASSUME<br />By Limpy Morgan<br /> <br />I first saw Maggie at The Club, dangling from a slick Italian’s arm, surrounded by bodyguards. Determining to rescue this lush beauty, I arranged for friends to distract the Italian and his bodyguards while I spirited Maggie away. Now I’m chained, underwater, to a block of cement. The Italian was not the mobster. Maggie was.<br />Jim Harringtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15467182228068339233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113055222924493738.post-33972439245811794042012-11-25T15:57:41.968-05:002012-11-25T15:57:41.968-05:00Thanks, Graham, and the bolero danced to bullets i...Thanks, Graham, and the bolero danced to bullets is an interesting image.Jim Harringtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15467182228068339233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113055222924493738.post-89204044037783535202012-11-25T10:59:37.251-05:002012-11-25T10:59:37.251-05:00Love it Jim. So much imagery with so few words.Love it Jim. So much imagery with so few words.Graham Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15561493204302079903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113055222924493738.post-16257842354653884972012-11-25T10:56:03.387-05:002012-11-25T10:56:03.387-05:00Free at Last - 51 words
Janey sat on her haunches...Free at Last - 51 words<br /><br />Janey sat on her haunches as the soldier ants marched through the ruined interior. Bolero played in her head like a contagious disease with no cure. Her captor lie slumped in the recliner. She held the bloody knife in her fist and printed a message on his forehead. Janey was here.Jim Harringtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15467182228068339233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-113055222924493738.post-21239448004361115762012-11-25T09:36:44.865-05:002012-11-25T09:36:44.865-05:00The Fatal Flask – 50 Words
The soldier in urban p...The Fatal Flask – 50 Words<br /><br />The soldier in urban print fatigues danced a bolero as bullet after bullet slammed into his body. His infectious smile dulled by the blood spewing from him mouth as interior organs erupted. His final mission completed as the contagious flask sunk into the lava. Another result for the good guys. Another unsung hero saving mankind.<br />Graham Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15561493204302079903noreply@blogger.com