Write A Really Short Story In 50 Words Or Less

[YesNo]

Suddenly he remembered his Aunt Betty as if she were asking him a question. She was not his favorite relative, but her face was concerned and he told her it was OK. Don't worry about it. And then she left.

Days later he would find out she died that morning.

[sweety]

''I posted the letter sir''. ''You sure Wilson I have yet to receive an answer''. ''I assure you the letter has been posted''. ''It damn better be.'' ''I have a bad taste of manure in my mouth.'' ''Strange it's unusually still before the blackness''. ''Your eye fell out sir.'' ''Damn''.

[YesNo]

The cabin was supported by cinder blocks and underneath lived a snake. Today it was sunning itself on the step until Jane almost crushed it with her foot.

As she drove off, wondering how to kill it, its head could be seen turning, following her drive away.

[Steven Hunley]

The gunman stood in the shadows. His trigger finger was nervous. He could be a cowboy or a gangster, a soldier or an assassin. It really doesn't matter. What he is, is up to you dear reader. This story is yours not mine. Just say that he hit his mark. (50)

[YesNo]

There were four of them before the dog got off his chain. She flew to a branch, but there was no time or room for the others.

She spent two days thinking about this before she slowly, fully aware of what would happen, walked up to face the dog alone.

[Jet]

Holding the knife with her dominant hand, wrapping her grip around the handle with forefinger on the spine, Karen points the tip to the smooth yellowish surface. Working through initial surface resistance, she punctures through. She applies a second slice of the knife and serves me a piece of cheesecake.

[Bluehound]

His face was mischief as he withdrew the tray and held it out in triumph. A baked tart with my name on it, a small thing perfect and sweet.
I thought he had won me already but now my insides felt like hot jam and I was his completely.

[sweety]

Steel of green, yellow beak on top
night crawlers eating soil
no backbone
easy prey as they break soil
but all in vain
when....:confused5:

[sweety]

I believe man is altruistic.

Even the flea would find that hard to suck on.

At least we are not alone.

I do not understand any of this, do you think I am senile?

It might be the best condition to be in at this stage.

Ouch damn they're everywhere,

[YesNo]

Jane was a good shot. Their hunting cabin was finally paid off when she was diagnosed with cancer. Treatment would be expensive.

She went to the cabin alone, positioned the rifle barrel in her mouth and worried that she'd somehow miss, but she was a good shot.

[poppin3000]

She asked him if the marks on her legs were stretch marks. “Stretch marks? Are you mad?” he proclaimed, questioning her perception of her own skin. “Hmm, I guess it’s just my skin being weird” she said as they tucked in. As the lights flickered off he grinned.

[YesNo]

For some reason, Sally told her boyfriend Bill what might happen in Atlanta this coming weekend when she would be with George.

When she returned, Bill asked her if she did it. Sensing his anger, she said, "I'm not saying what happened." Then, for some reason, she admitted she did.

[janeeyre88]

She entered the small library, warmed only by firelight. Book in hand she sat in her favorite chair by the fire. She turned her gaze towards the window and noticed the first stray snowflakes of winter begin to fall. She smiled and could not imagine a lovelier evening.

[lani65]

Their coffins lay together. They loved eachother more than life. I satisfied them both.

[lani65]

The meadow was splendid. “It‘s beautiful, isn‘t it?.” He walked straight past, a knife in hand. “John, I love you” she said. He looked through her, to the sun. Looking down she saw the crimson smudge on her lacy shirt, and the invisible shadow of her frame.

[lani65]

“The results came back, the fingerprints were his!”Suddenly, the guilty became innocent, and the innocent lost hope. “Three years in prison…” was all he heard. Grinning, he thought back to the lab. He would have to thank Marty for those gloves.

[Lawrence Hittle]

Nice format. Like a stretched out haiku. Could lend itself to alot of really stoopid four or five line absurdities.

[edenjane]

Paul had the right idea

[tonywalt]

He typed out the ad to be placed online "diamond necklace for sale, box still sealed", then hit the send button. He turned the ipad off with one hand while waving at the bartender with the other, "another one of these-double".

[moodymozart]

He asked about his fear to write. The old man said. "To begin is the movement that is needed, straining your ears in the silence, a leap of faith as they say? As an acre of virgin sand awaits your footprints, the blank page awaits your words".

[Jassy Melson]

The new philosophy instructor wanted to make a good impression on his fellow teachers, so he waited till he saw the philosophy department chairman unlocking his office door. The new instructor called out: "What do you think of the Cynics?"

The chairman replied "Not much," and closed his door.

[MeLiKeyClaSsIcS]

Tim tried to finish his assignment for English class tomorrow. It was a cold January night and as he rubbed his aching temple, he stared at the only words filling his Microsoft Word Processor page. "I nac't ared my won riwtng, cufk my eifl."

[MeLiKeyClaSsIcS]

He typed out the ad to be placed online "diamond necklace for sale, box still sealed"

A bit Hemmingwayish, but I like Hemmingway, so I like this!

[Jassy Melson]

Mine is still the best.

[srmikman]

He was confident. Assertive. Bold. He could stare down the world and excel in any kind of challenge, he thought as he entered the hallway. And then a cute girl walked by. “Nice clothes…. Not!” she laughed as she passed. He was insecure. Shy. Embarrassed. He never stood a chance!

[FatElvis]

I fall from the stars, I enter the desert, and I climb the mountain. My reality is gone, but I exist still. I find a way to end the pain. Goodbye mountain, goodbye desert, and goodbye stars.

[WolfLarsen]

Short Story with Fried Eggs

Poo-puck had a flippity-dope. The flippity-dope plinged in a complete boo-bad. Boo-bad had fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing with schlack. And pong pong pong! Now cap!

Sip-dung, who had bamp with dik dik dik dik szacked with all the hemp ziiiiiiips, and now the hop hop can't hop!

Copyright 2013 by Wolf Larsen

[miyako73]

What are you on, Wolfie? I want some. It must be some strong shi t.

[YesNo]

James wrote, "Nonexistence is sweet." That would piss off mommy. She said his stories sucked.

"Mommy's stupid."

He took the semi-automatic rifle to the nursery, killing the women in charge and then the children before the police put one through his head.

Investigators read, "Truth is shallow. I am deep."

[YesNo]

George cried in the temple, "Why? Oh, why?"

Nothing happened.

He cried in the church, "Why? Oh, why?"

Nothing happened.

He cried on the mountaintop in gorgeous weather, "Why? Oh, why?"

Nothing happened except lightning struck him from out of nowhere. He ran into his fifty-word story limit.

[YesNo]

The condom broke. Nine months after that Julie was born.

Fifty-nine years after that, he died and Julie wept.

Two years after him, she also died and Julie wept.

Some knew them as sinners and others called them trash, but every God worth loving loved them, without exception.

[WolfLarsen]

Ping-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
a very short story by Wolf Larsen

Ping-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep had a favorite ha-ha-jalikoptuck, which he kept in a black hole half way across the universe.

The black hole was made out of peanut butter.

Peanut butter has all the answers your genital herpes are craving for.

Is the ceiling talking to you?

Copyright 2013 by Wolf Larsen

[YesNo]

A blond walks into the bar at closing time. "Where's Michael?"

"He's upstairs."

"Oh. I see." She quietly climbs the stairs.

"I wouldn't go up there, Brenda."

She comes down carrying Michael's pants and Gloria's dress. "They were asleep."

On her way out, she triggers the fire alarm sprinkler system.

[WolfLarsen]

Something's Wrong with the Solar System
a very short story by Wolf Larsen

He woke up inside the toilet. Then he grabbed the sun in his arms and kissed it. That's when the sun's vagina spat 1,000,000 clones of Wolf Larsen all over the planets & moons of the solar system. All of the 1,000,000 of Wolf Larsen's clones were ****ing your mother, and you were born a screaming mess 9 months later.

Copyright 2013 by Wolf Larsen

[YesNo]

"Michael, why did the fire alarm go off and where are your pants?"

"I don't know, George."

"Brenda's had her fill of your hookers."

"Captain, you better come up here."

"Don't...."

"Relax."

George stands in the bedroom. "Gloria? What are you doing here?"

"I can explain, baby."

[cacian]

dawning rain

The river ran through a passage of leafy stones. The sun grabbed the water and flinged a shiny streak of yellow and red upon its waves. The air filled with condensation and it was about to rain. An Indian summer like you have never seen before was about to dawn upon nature. And thus within a matter of minutes splendor began to rise. If art could speak it would take a piece of nature and dance a jive with it.

[Hawg Horse]

Funeral XLVII

Alone and dead drunk again on Superbowl Sunday, surrounded by blowup dolls, each sporting his favorite player jerseys. Ravens on the right. Niners on stools, with celebrity glasses. Thanks for coming, he slurred, then bowed for their cheers. Beyonce (Destiny’s Child) was lip-synching as he lit his house afire.

[Hawg Horse]

He typed out the ad to be placed online "diamond necklace for sale, box still sealed", then hit the send button. He turned the ipad off with one hand while waving at the bartender with the other, "another one of these-double".

Tony,

Liked your short story. If we voted on this Thread, you'd have mine. Reminded me of Hemingway's one sentence novel ... only better.

[YesNo]

"Well, Gloria? I'm waiting. What happened?"

"Whaa-aa-aaaaaa"

"What are you doing here without your clothes on?"

"Waaaaaa"

"Did you have sex with that sleezebag, Michael?"

"Whaaaaa-aaa-whaa"

"How long has this been going on?

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaa"

"Gloria! Brenda's your friend. She's got enough trouble with Michael's whores."

"Waaahaaa-aaa"

"I've heard enough."

[AuntShecky]

To open the fridge for the last can of Muckenmeier’s, Sal had to back into the bathroom. “Gee, your place is small--”

“ ‘Small’? The mice are so hunch-backed they hired a personal injury lawyer. Even their wives are suing me for loss of consortium! Now get the hell out.”


(Forty-nine words, not counting the title. By the bye, it's "50 words or fewer.")

[Hawg Horse]

AuntShecky,
LMAO ... "wives suing for loss of consortium," now there's a brilliant legal tort that's never yet been tested :)
YesNo,
Like your vignette. Makes me think of Shaggy's famous song: “It Wasn't Me.” All those long words should be added to the modern dictionary, 'cause they convey clear meaning and are often heard by English speakers ‘round-the-world. I count 49 words on your short story, not counting the title. You most certainly found the poetic loophole in the word count rules by using all those hyphens :). I'd say, keep-on posting those genuine gems, but 'tis most often thought unwise ... to encourage the incorrigible :).
Hawg
PS: It would be fun to vote on the submissions on this thread too?

[YesNo]

Thanks, Hawg Horse! I found Shaggy's song which I hadn't heard before: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2g5Hz17C4is He's pretty good.

A limit of 50 words initially seemed too restrictive but then it occurred to me that some chapters in graphic novels don't have many words in them.

[AuntShecky]

Like the Time Elvis Shot Up His TV When Robert Goulet Came On

The viewer hurled the remote with such force it smashed the screen. He grabbed his crotch and yelled, “I got your ‘going forward’ right here!”

[WolfLarsen]

Funeral XLVII

Alone and dead drunk again on Superbowl Sunday, surrounded by blowup dolls, each sporting his favorite player jerseys. Ravens on the right. Niners on stools, with celebrity glasses. Thanks for coming, he slurred, then bowed for their cheers. Beyonce (Destiny’s Child) was lip-synching as he lit his house afire.

Fatastic! Standing ovation! Bravooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

[WolfLarsen]

A Horde of Millions of Crystal Meth Addicts Devouring Everything in Their Path...
a very short story by Wolf Larsen

A penis was having a celery dip with the evening news. The evening news is made out of corn flakes, and cornflakes are falling through your dreams like the orgasms of the Pope. Someone is playing Alfred Schnittke in the distance...

Copyright 2013 by Wolf Larsen

[Hawg Horse]

Thanx Wolf. Nice to hear back from the freeist mind onsite. Your posts always give me pause--usually making me feel out of touch with the latest ways of the world. Without you, I'd never have considered the wet dreams of the Pope
or the music of Schnitte.

[AuntShecky]

The king died. Then the queen partied like it was 1599.

[WolfLarsen]

The Philosophy of World War 3 in a Cracker Jack Box
a very short story by Wolf Larsen

You were walking up thousands of miles into yourself when you discovered the big gigantic anus in the center of the universe. It was the big black hole of the big gigantic anus that was devouring dozens of solar systems by the minute. Caligula was there devouring all of the solar systems...

Copyright 2013 by Wolf Larsen

[Paulclem]

It was dark. He was in a coffin. In a panic he shouted and banged. The lid came off and smashed into the back. The hearse sprang open. The box slid out. He was rolling down the street, past the chemists screaming “Has anyone got anything to stop this coffin!”

[WolfLarsen]

FridaY niGht imMaculate cOncePtion aT the hOtel SaNta maRia (five hour rate)

a very short story by Wolf Larsen

And the symphony of three stories of bokity-bapity-bedsprings goes bonkity-bickity-oh-oh-oh as priests & politicians & other people's wives & their bosses & good girls from good families all practice the Catholic glories of Friday night immaculate conceptions by the thousands & thousands throughout Latin America. And in nine months...

Copyright 2013 by Wolf Larsen

[AuntShecky]

Billy spent hours constructing his snowman. When it failed to come to life, Billy kicked and stomped it into a lumpy mess. He considered building a replacement, but his bus was coming. All the rest of the day, he treated his employees miserably.

[WolfLarsen]

Billy spent hours constructing his snowman. When it failed to come to life, Billy kicked and stomped it into a lumpy mess. He considered building a replacement, but his bus was coming. All the rest of the day, he treated his employees miserably.

the title and the ending are so great! Bagel so well story. I mean Nagel so well story. I mean Nagel so well with the story. You know this voice recognition software sometimes really socks! Anyway I think you know what I mean.

[islandclimber]

Highway Inversions

From the backseat he thought of the interstate as slowly devoured. Pissing into the afternoon's empty wine bottle he felt an intense aversion towards his tumescence. The impulse was there, the synapses alert, scissors could be pulled from his kit, he would grasp this engorged moment...snip.

[WolfLarsen]

15836 or 18725
a very short story by Wolf Larsen

A poem & a very short story are exchanging gunshots outside on the street. You call the police and they laugh. Harold Washington falls through the ceiling with his male lover. You stick a mailbox into your penis and walk away...

Copyright 2013 by Wolf Larsen

[Hawg Horse]

Reading "snip" ... caused me a detumescent reaction.


Highway Inversions

From the backseat he thought of the interstate as slowly devoured. Pissing into the afternoon's empty wine bottle he felt an intense aversion towards his tumescence. The impulse was there, the synapses alert, scissors could be pulled from his kit, he would grasp this engorged moment...snip.

[WolfLarsen]

Wish I Was There!!
a very short story by Wolf Larsen

Boom-boom ha-ha-ha-ha whooooopiieeeee carnivaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllll oh my boopity-bing-bop dance drink fornicate like ten-thousand verbs having an earthquake with a tidal wave! Sweet-sing-sex in a hoppity-yip-bing! Love hotels completely full with jonging-jip-jop! Bonging! And sockity-dip-frrriiinnnggggg! Oh my cloppity-clop!!

Copyright 2013 by Wolf Larsen

[WolfLarsen]

Brr... Scary stories. Mine is not horror, just something i wrote after work. And it´s 50 words! :

Five hours after her death I sign all the documents and put them in a red plastic cover. I enter the archive, and lacking a ritual I whisper her name, before sorting her file according to the numbers of her birthdate. I turn off the light, and lock the door.

Strong. Powerful. Understated. Excellent writing.

[AuntShecky]

Harper’s wife always neglected to refill the ice cube trays, but this didn’t end their marriage. He left her the night she poured him a drink on the rocks. Literally.

[_Paul]

I don't know who I am. Sometimes, people tell me I am called Dave and that before the accident I was a great success.

[Kelson]

The rain was falling now, an deluge of heavy droplets that skittered off the damp tarmac beneath the man's feet. Pulling his collar up against the biting wind, he tucked his hands into the deep pockets of his overcoat. He shook his head.
"All this for a pint of milk."

[YesNo]

He last asked her to have sex two years ago on Valentine's Day. She wasn't interested. So this Valentine's day she asked him if he wanted sex. He didn't.

Two years from that, he died. She said, "Oh."

Two years later, again on Valentine's Day, she died.

[AuntShecky]

Young George confessed to chopping down the cherry tree. “Father, I cannot tell a lie.”

“Well, Son,” his father replied, “if that’s true, forget about your future in politics.”

[cacian]

Himself and Him
__________________________________________________ __________________________________________________ __
The carousels of his feelings. They ran like solid water through the riguors of life . They put him up and down against himself, the element, so quickly it was a damn a hot seat and a solid ramp. He would sit still for few minutes and think and then stand up and wheel. He could not tell if it was real. His appearance however was appeasing and every time he catches it it looked right. That at least he felt.

[Vandelay]

And so he parrished in agony, slayed by his own people after a long, horrific battle. No, battle is to noble a word for what took place under the eyes of the world. The world that just waited to adapt to whatever outcome - but no, never dared to take part.

[YesNo]

"Since atoms are empty space Santa shrinks himself along with the bag of presents. Then he easily slides down the flue of the furnace. Besides, he's too fat to get through the front door."

His son looks at him.

"At least that's what scientists currently believe."

[cacian]

a fancy talk

''I want to know and be all. I won't settle until i do. An opportunity's left is a regret a theft.''

''You do''? said the voice in the background. That was Michael his new deputy.
''Well there is a door open it and take a good look . Come back when you are done and then we can explore more.''

[YesNo]

"Mama says the stork brings the presents."

"What!?"

"She says Santa has nothing to do with it."

"Your mother's wrong."

"She says there's no evidence for Santa."

"But there's evidence for the stork?"

"Plenty!"

"Listen! The stork doesn't bring the presents. The stork brings the...well, never mind."

[Grit]

Drinking espresso on the moon, gassy I was, as hunger came without warning.

Expelled a nasty steam with a lift of a leg, the moon man grumbled "That's rather crass."

He should watch his lip, he nose I'm hungry. So I go a head and face my hunger.

Yum.

[cafolini]

"Mama says the stork brings the presents."

"What!?"

"She says Santa has nothing to do with it."

"Your mother's wrong."

"She says there's no evidence for Santa."

"But there's evidence for the stork?"

"Plenty!"

"Listen! The stork doesn't bring the presents. The stork brings the...well, never mind."

For Mama, the stork brought the presents hanging inside a diaper. It is interesting that in the early 20th century, France opened a Stork Department. Sexual education was so repressed that many women wrote letters to France ordering their dahlings.

[Steven Hunley]

Trench Sunday
by
Steven Hunley

Lieutenant Russell stubbed his cigarette and gazed at his watch. Men stopped talking.

“It’s zero hour.”

We lined up.

Buchanan and Higgins lifted the Lewis gun; three carried Mills bombs, the rest fixed bayonets.

Shells whizzed overhead, Russell’s whistle blew, and we climbed up for a walk in the park.

[Jassy Melson]

Very very good.

[cafolini]

Trench Sunday
by
Steven Hunley

Lieutenant Russell stubbed his cigarette and gazed at his watch. Men stopped talking.

“It’s zero hour.”

We lined up.

Buchanan and Higgins lifted the Lewis gun; three carried Mills bombs, the rest fixed bayonets.

Shells whizzed overhead, Russell’s whistle blew, and we climbed up for a walk in the park.

We could have stayed in and died in the trench. Or we could have retreated and let the superidiots rule. ROFLMAO!

[Grit]

‘ “I won’t let you kill us.” The knight screams over hammer strikes of red lightning.

King Al’Thor ignores him as he consumes the chalice’s power, eyes exploding stars.

Sword drawn, the knight forces each step towards his Lord, buffered by screaming gales.’

Then I get hungry and make a sandwich.

[Steven Hunley]

‘ “I won’t let you kill us.” The knight screams over hammer strikes of red lightning.

King Al’Thor ignores him as he consumes the chalice’s power, eyes exploding stars.

Sword drawn, the knight forces each step towards his Lord, buffered by screaming gales.’

Then I get hungry and make a sandwich.Oh

Now there's a new master of the twist ending. O'Henry would be proud.

[YesNo]

"Shall we say grace before eating?"

"We normally don't. Just start eating. Besides, we're probably more Hindu than Christian."

"Ah, so you offer some to the Gods prior to eating?"

"Uh, no."

"Hm."

"But we do give the Gods a chance to eat anything left after we're done."

[cacian]

family ties

The ideal place to be is a family weekend.
It is not a mountain or a hill it is a personal gathering a manicured affair of family members invited to their shows of opinions.
What more to life then a city full of bright gents and ladies and busy bees of children wondering about their family names looking for a match to catch. familiariaty is what makes humans condescending towards appropriateness. Wild and we are without a shoe nor even a true word to our purse. Lost is an neverland neither free to me or you. Glad that's classified.

[YesNo]

"I saw a UFO out back."

"That's nice."

"They wanted to do some diabolical experiment on me, but they said I wasn't good enough."

"Why? I think you'd make a fine, random selection of humanity to work with."

"I told them where you lived."

[YesNo]

A blonde and her date were drinking at the bar when his phone rang. She's seen the movies. "Don't answer it!"

"I've got to, baby....Yeah, boss....I'll be...."

She grabbed his phone and dropped it in his beer.

There's a long pause.

Apparently, he hasn't seen the same movies.

[WolfLarsen]

A zop went boom-boom with the bing-bong. Zop (who lived at the zoo) took the subway up to cockle-doodle-do. There he found the dawn undressing herself in a beautiful red lingerie...

Copyright 2013 by Wolf Larsen

[WolfLarsen]

Flap went the bong when you clap-clapped. Clap-clapping being the wissssssssssssssssed froooopppppppppppppped biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!


Copyright 2013 by Wolf Larsen

[Weeshnaw]

He sat down.

[cacian]

a superman went:
''phew!i managed to skip that building before it hit me. The twins towers look a doodle next to this.
i am worried now i might bump onto osamas lookalikes the chicos de la kaida and they might just take me for a flying saucer. i better get off quick before another hit takes me all the way to an afghan zombie state and there i might just learn to peak faster then I can creack.''

[AuntShecky]

Sean’s grandma said, “Sure, an’ plantin’ this potato on St. Patrick’s Day’ll be bringin’ ye good luck.”

“I can’t be buryin’ the likes o’ this in the cold ground!” Sean replied. “It’s almost human. Th’ eyes are Irish, and they’re all smilin’!”

[free]

When I saw him, the watch on my hand stopped and I said to myself: 'He must be the one.'

[cacian]

''how is a burger to be cooked ladies and gentleman?'' asked the chef.

''toasted on each side?''
replied the mate the one with faint
saint look on his take.

''nay'' said the slay
''more likely to grilled fusion wire under
a still minutes and
shrilled until it
silts.''

''very well'' said the cook
i may just ask
you too to bring
one each next you
time you real.
i was only munching
the wheel
no need to frill''

[Adolescent09]

The Tipsy Praying Mantis

One swarthy leg fertilized unkempt soil, the other was propped on a hollow barrel. His chortle struck apathy in lingerers. Such are the fans of zoos. Not all lovers of Opera subscribe to Tom Waits. A flame gasped for oxygen in his cage of thought and in a swoop he cleared the draught of Jack's madness. While throttling the cherub that bartered his throne he plunked his dues in Dante's lethe.

HaHa! It's bad, I know, but it was fun to write! Short stories aren't exactly my cup of tea :p

[YesNo]

The prime minister said, "Execute him."

"He hasn't been tried yet."

"Execute him!"

Jonathan Intheway was beheaded.

Three months later the king wanted to know who killed Sir Jonathan.

"The prime minister ordered it."

"I would never do such a thing!"

[cacian]

''forgive me father for I have sinned'' belligered a shy old mime.

''for why have you sinned'' asked the priest?

''I have sinned because I copied''. replied the why.

''you copied? do you mean you learned?' asked the priest.
'
''yes I did father''
''am I repentant? could you would you forgive such sin''?

'I would forgive only it is not you.
I shall let you through
this time without a glue.
And I ain't to sue,
for whoever brewed such ruse
must surely perish the mood.
Unlearn you trade and be
prepared to seek only the rare.
learn not to because, but
remember only for those
who need it the most.''


and off he went the gent to his meant and the priest to his least. Under the heavens the skies went boff whatever caused such tros.

[cacian]

As the pilgrim wonders off to his hut the priest racks up the duty book and rodes off to his dwelling flock.
He thinks to himself: as the binary types I manage claps from awe to roar. It is rightly so and to each moment its pro.
Enters the oratory page the leaf blower and ponders off as to the quizzing of the priesthood mood. His recollection of words of wisdom weigh him down a little he pleads. He asks as to whether the inwords may alter a little for they may not wave as much as they wage.
To which the priest replied:
''the management may shake and flaws a little but the terrain upon which the church stands is pause and the words upon which they clause is dorsed and whoever quire them is fraud.''
And to this the pager grouted and stormed begging not to be brought and the story went dorm.

[bobeager]

A little Twilight Zone. Reminds me of the episode where they take the masks off and there still on their faces. Very short but makes you think alot. Nice work.

[Dane Beach]

Cindy boarded the elevator for her psych exam. Empty, bright.
Cindy didn't like elevators. Cindy didn't like the dark. But Cindy didn't like stairs either.
The light went out. The Elevator stopped. Cindy's breathing stopped.
The light came on and there appeared a gleeful ghostly child.
Smile for Hidden Camera.

[cacian]

Silence appeared to have consumed this thoughts. He did not realise the lateness of his dreams.
They were to be delayed and there was not one scint that would come running down the hipes to alert him of such.
The demand for noise when time as its peak is crucial. Hence and forth to ideas that came and went and the assertness in which one notices nothing is to be abrupt.
There is to thinking and there to saying and what there is to between is a punctual siding the rhetoric error is its margin.
He at least who unaware would rest upon thyself delluded to daylight come and nothing but defeat would shine his lay.

[AuntShecky]

“I can’t stand it anymore, John,” Mrs. Dough said. “We have so little to live on.”

“That’s true, Jane,” her husband replied, “but we have so much to live for.”

[AuntShecky]

A Looming Scandal


Like chlamydia on a college campus, the rumor spread among the party-guests. The whispers arose over the mystery of what Cruckshank’s wife did for a living, leading to the belief that she was a hooker. The truth prevailed on her business card:


“Made to Order–

Hand-crafted Rugs.”

[YesNo]

Three friends were drinking martinis.

The brunnette said, "I told my man he ain't gittin' it any more."

The redhead said, "I told my man he ain't gittin' it either."

The blonde said, "I told my man if he'd stop whinin' about you two he could git it all night."

[YesNo]

Three friends were drinking beers on Saturday night.

"My wife said she's too good for me."

"My wife said the same thing."

The third guy finished his beer and paid the tab.

"Where are you going?"

"I kinow where there's two hot women with nothing to do."

"Where?!"

[Hannes Delbeke]

Old Donald never let someone on his farm.
People always said there was gold buried under it because it looked like a hill.
When he died little Tom decided to search for the gold
His mother went looking for Tom the next day,
"Weird, the hill seems bigger than I remembered"

first short story ^^
my English isn't perfect so i hope it's okay

[Calidore]

Old Donald never let someone on his farm.
People always said there was gold buried under it because it looked like a hill.
When he died little Tom decided to search for the gold
His mother went looking for Tom the next day,
"Weird, the hill seems bigger than I remembered"


Excellent.

[chirpy]

Arrow positioned, she pulls back the string. Aiming as the bow bends.
Count to three. One. Breath in. Two. Breath out. Three. Fire. Miss.

She grips her last arrow and tries again. Getting there.

She sets down her bow to pull her arrows out of the earth.

[cheriedurbin]

Ooooh...I like this one! :thumbs_up

[cheriedurbin]

Lovin all these shorts...keep em' comin'. :hurray:

[BlindPoet]

Approximately 1000 years ago in the Dark Ages, an unnamed, faceless blacksmith sits in his forge. Empty mugs once holding mead lay on the ground as he drinks away his sorrows. Dead wife, dead children, a bloodline ended, all violently ripped from his arms by the Black Death. Tax Collectors banging on the door. In a fit of rage he screams as he swipes a shelf of tin and iron into the forge. He sits back down and drives a dagger into his own heart, not knowing that simple fit of rage changed the world forever... Steel.

Sorry, went a little over 50 got carried away. I still kept it short though.

[AuntShecky]

Election Bet

The winner made the loser park smack in front of the joint. In brazen daylight the neon promised “Adult Videos - Magazines–XXX.” Inside the store the wife watched her husband sheepishly approach the clerk and ask for The New York Review of Books.

[adaminspace]

The two men stood by the car looking across the endless sea of waving grass.
“Nothing can live here?”
“The odd insect. No idea how they’ve adapted, what they’ve become.” The scientist replied.
“Damn, 20 years wasted. The shareholders won’t like it.”
“We can’t kill it, it just chokes out everything and keeps spreading.
“OK, sell this to the military and use Brazil next, it’s cheaper.”
The biotech executive scratched, missing the small wasp-like thing that had just stung him.


OK, it's actually 81words but all my stories are 81words to submit to the 81 word short story site.
I love this thread. If fiction under 1000 words is flash fiction, is fiction under 100 words deci-flash fiction or tithe-flash fiction? Any suggestions?

[YesNo]

Dan read the explanation why the movie was rated R, "For language and offensive scenes throughout...".

In its defense, aren't all movies made out of "language" except those artsy, foreign ones he's not likely to rent?

He continued reading, "...and brief nudity."

Just "brief"? That did disappoint him somewhat.

[cacian]

The jardinière fell on the floor.
It crashed a soil hardened to stored.
The buds floored all over the tiles. The dried old soil scattered like piles.
About time air entered its layers.
To germinate is to riot.

[Oedipus]

Spoke to a woman, now harmed is my ramshackle pride: I saw the sublime sublimated by the prosaic, the palearctic modality of rejection.

[cacian]

''the substitute to love is a masquerade of sorts and mezzanine has loads '' said the chaperon to the musician.
''oh yes...'' replied the musician
''and the substitute to music is a harmonica without accord. try it and see if it mords. satirical applauds.''

[Micheal Sackson]

once upone a time the end

[Hwo Thumb]

Begin Transmission:
Yes. Yes, it's me! I know you're busy, I'm sorry, but something's come up. It's about Earth. Someone just took a human starbound, and - Of course I'm sure! I saw it! Okay. I'll... take care of him. No, I can handle it! Sometimes, sir, I think you don't even trust me...
End Transmission

ARRGGHH it's 50 words and I can't trim off more. And I'm not counting, "Begin Transmission" and "End Transmission" as words.

[YesNo]

A guy walks into the bar and looks around. "Maggie, where's Betty?"

"I don't know, Pete. She could be anywhere."

"The app I installed on her phone says she's right here. Do you girls really think I'm that stupid?"

"Oh. Did you install that on this phone?"

[adaminspace]

I find 50 just too short to allow for plot development

“It’s an offering cup to Ca-Col” said the archeologist “Found at a temple that escaped the destruction of planetary suicide.”
The minister for alien civilisations rotated the image of the staggeringly ancient artefact. Some faint, red pigmentation remained outlining the flowing lettering on the fine, cylindrical alloy vessel.
“Fantastic preservation.” murmured the politician “This discovery will assure your continued funding.”
Was that a very faint ‘a’ outlined at the end of the newly identified god’s name? Maybe an ‘o’ in front?

that's 81. Anyone who wants a few extra words could post on www.81words.net where you can rate peoples stories as well. Have a look!

[YesNo]

An alien surveyed the humanoids watching it from the bar, "Ex...ter...mi...nate...them...all."

A red laser beam from its head, slowly, methodically, moved across the crowd, left to right.

When it finished, the bartender asked, "You do remember what happened the last time you tried that, Charlie?"

[Hwo Thumb]

"But can we trust him?"
"Of course we can't. He'll turn on us the second we give him the chance."
"So?"
"So don't give him the chance. Once we don't need him anymore, you drop him."
"Kill him?"
"There's no choice."
The third man eavesdropped quietly from the shadows.

[YesNo]

Billy got a Christmas card from his Aunt Petula and Uncle Clive.

"God! They're so irrational. Don't they know I'm an atheist now?"

He almost pitched it, but maybe they sent money?

Nope.

Inside he read, "Sorry, sweetie, no money. At least you're still scientific enough to check."

[AuntShecky]

^the previous one (#615) is pretty funny, YesNo. But maybe Billy isn't the committed atheist as he thought he was. Otherwise the first word out of his mouth wouldn't've been "God!"

[YesNo]

Thanks, AuntShecky! I almost didn't have him say "God!", but then I had an extra word by my count (which might not be an accurate count). So I figured I'd use it to portray Billy's rationality.

[YesNo]

"om aym sarasvatiey nameh"

"Stop it."

"I'm chanting. You should try it. It will help with your borderline personality disorder."

"I'm not borderline."

"Denial."

"You're too loud."

"om aym..."

"I'M!! NOT!! BORDERLINE!!"

"Hmmm."

"I'm antisocial. The last thing your shrink said was he should have locked me up long ago."

[YesNo]

It's Saturday morning. Sebastian knocks on his son's bedroom door.

"Jimmy, are you up yet?"

"No. What do you want?"

"I just read something you might find interesting."

"Tell me later."

"It's important."

"What is it?"

"I just read that kids who get more sleep perform better in school."

[adaminspace]

Recipe for a Broken Heart

Heat 1tsp cumin in a saucepan.
This gets bitter if left too long.
Dash in extra virgin olive oil for betrayed innocence.
Toss in an onion, carelessly diced, when things get heated.
Add garlic, bruised or totally crushed.
Sprinkle in 1tsp fresh thyme, so much wasted.
Carefully chop 1lb freshly picked mushrooms and add with the stock.
Simmer for a while then serve cold with soured cream and a pinch of rue (optional).

Any mushrooms will do. I used death-caps.

[YesNo]

Cynthia has six Christmas cards to send. She sends the same ones every year from boxes she bought years ago.

Every year she delays. Now, where are those stamps? Where is her pen?

To relieve her worries, this year her nurse tells her she sent them out for her.

[YesNo]

Howard knows the abuse he would get if he flunked another course. He raises his hand.

"Yes?"

"Can you do problem 16?"

Professor Roketsienski looks at the problem, "Yes. I can do it. Any other questions?"

[Hwo Thumb]

Howard knows the abuse he would get if he flunked another course. He raises his hand.

"Yes?"

"Can you do problem 16?"

Professor Roketsienski looks at the problem, "Yes. I can do it. Any other questions?"

"Will you do it?"

"No. Will you?"

[YesNo]

"Will you do it?"

"No. Will you?"

Yes, the student did phrase the question incorrectly.

However, your version is not bad and I think it could fit in a separate parallel universe (not that such things actually exist).

[YesNo]

Howard knows the abuse he would get if he flunked another course. He raises his hand.

"Yes?"

"Can you do problem 16?"

Professor Roketsienski looks at the problem, visibly perplexed, "That's a good problem. You need to work on it harder. Are there any other questions?"

[YesNo]

Howard knows the abuse he would get if he flunked another course. He raises his hand.

"Yes?"

"Can you do problem 16?"

Professor Roketsienski looks at the problem, scribbles on the board, erases, scribbles, repeats, then finally steps back, "There!...No!...Something's wrong....Do you see?"

The bell rings.

[YesNo]

Howard knows the abuse he would get if he flunked another course. He raises his hand.

"Yes?"

"Can you do problem 16?"

Professor Roketsienski looks at the problem, "Any monkey do dis. Take function...sum it, uh, affer square it...den roof it...plug-n-chug it...observation answer."

[adaminspace]

Dog's Life

“Leave it Charlie.” The man called from his back door.
The small dog kept digging, pulling at something buried in the garden.
“LEAVE IT” He shouted angrily “COME HERE.”
The dog reluctantly obeyed leaving something white sticking out of the long grass.
The man sighed and, shutting the dog inside, took a spade to where the dog had been.
It was a femur this time.
“Well you wanted the dog, you b**ch, so don’t blame me.” He said to the bone.

[YesNo]

I checked out 81words, adaminspace. It is an interesting site. I almost submitted some of my posts there that I put in this thread, but then I realized those stories had to be exactly 81 words in length. Most of mine are under 50 words.

That was a nice, dark story about the dog digging up those bones.

[Hwo Thumb]

I borrowed this from my entry in one of those "2 sentence horror story" contests.


The day my brother disappeared, they told me he was dead, and he was never, ever coming back.

I really wish they were right.

[Alemdar]

# Brutal life

He zoomed to the western part of town, noticing a man with some garbage, walking to the trash can near the fences. Zooming at the fence, he notices a cracked opening and a zombie staring at the man. The man makes a crucial mistake and gets bitten, brutally.

[YesNo]

Any mushrooms will do. I used death-caps.

When Vladimir had nearly finished the mushroom soup, he asked Sylvia why she wasn't having any.

"I'm not hungry, Vlad. Keep eating."

He did.

The police found the remaining mushrooms with Vladimir's other drugs. As Sylvia hoped, putting two and two together, they came up with three.

[adaminspace]

HaHaHa! I like it

[Hwo Thumb]

"What's a bump?"
"You know, when nobody's posting so you say something to put the topic up top again?"
"Oh. I thought it was when you took out a hit on the poster above you."
“Jeez. Adaminspace better watch his back.”

[S.E. Lizard]

The mongoloid Russians’ caravan was getting forward and so was the depression. These weird Russians were looking together like a red assembly containing the saddest things in the world. They were carrying their king, the lion. I was so impressed by this group that I fell in the water.

[AUniaoFazAForca]

As I stood on top of the tower, I could see the city surrounding me. From above, I was watching over every little thing going on in this massive city. But I did not feel like a giant, bigger than the ginormous, concrete jungle. Instead, I felt very, very small.

[Festus]

As the dog ate the feces that had dropped from the back of the cat, the cat swung her sharp claws at him, thinking she needed to defend herself. The dog chased the cat, and came across the mouse that had fallen out of her mouth. The dog stopped and ate it, thinking of it as a delicious post-poop snack.

[YesNo]

Deep in his home laboratory, Dr. Roketscienski hesitated, "Should I push the button, prove that I'm right after all, and collapse the known universe?"

He heard the sweet sound of song birds, and then, "Get your arse up here and take out the garbage!"

He pushed the button.

[YesNo]

Dr. Roketscienski figured something should have happened when he pressed the quantum eraser button. Why didn't the universal wave function collapse as he predicted? Why didn't the world end?

"What's going on down there?"

"Nothing, sugar."

"Are you trying to collapse the universe again?"

"No, sweetie."

[cacian]

Dr. Roketscienski figured something should have happened when he pressed the quantum eraser button. Why didn't the universal wave function collapse as he predicted? Why didn't the world end?

"What's going on down there?"

"Nothing, sugar."

"Are you trying to collapse the universe again?"

"No, sweetie."

great little piece here YesNo and loving the name Rocketscienceski haha so funny It made me smile.:p

[adaminspace]

"What's a bump?"
"You know, when nobody's posting so you say something to put the topic up top again?"
"Oh. I thought it was when you took out a hit on the poster above you."
“Jeez. Adaminspace better watch his back.”

After receiving veiled threats on a public forum, the budding author decided not to post his latest story, but to back off and concentrate instead on his growing cactus collection.
“Just gotta avoid the pricks” he mused.
His masterpiece was thus sacrificed for a trite pun.

[Hwo Thumb]

After receiving veiled threats on a public forum, the budding author decided not to post his latest story, but to back off and concentrate instead on his growing cactus collection.
“Just gotta avoid the pricks” he mused.
His masterpiece was thus sacrificed for a trite pun.

Breaking News: Man found dead in home. Reportedly poisoned to death by cyanide-tipped cactus spines. Police suspect the "Cactus Cut Killer," a professional hitman recently made famous for his peculiar style of assassination.

In other news, flower shop “Desert Bloom” driven out of business as demand for cactus plants plummets.

[Zemouli Chahra]

She was lost in her ideas. How can she forgive him? isn't it hard to feel love and hatred at once? Why can't she take an independent decision away from him?it's her life.. but still impossible.. how can she hate her father... she said no to the man she wanted to marry...

[Zemouli Chahra]

It's my way home... words said are never retrieved... I feel pain whenever I pass by his shop where he stands... his eyes full of mixed hope and anger... but dignity is a powerful barrier.. If only time comes back! If only courage doesn't let me down!

[Clest]

Interesting!
Okay, here goes . . .

Once upon a time a king and queen married and lived happily ever after.
What a joke man. it is really laughing. i wanna told you one things that is a business. yes a real business. because you have good IQ. i wanna start it with e-cig.

[Hwo Thumb]

What a joke man. it is really laughing. i wanna told you one things that is a business. yes a real business. because you have good IQ. i wanna start it with e-cig.

...
What?


Interesting!
Okay, here goes . . .

Once upon a time a king and queen married and lived happily ever after.

Once upon a time a king and queen married to satisfy a political demand to show unity between their two countries. They had a son, but since they were actually siblings, their child was born with a horrible birth defect. When the mutilated child grew up, he murdered his father, claimed the throne, and married his own mother.

[Hwo Thumb]

I wanna wead moah stowies! BUMP! BUMP!

[adaminspace]

Sorry, just got very busy at 81words.net, you can read more stories there. No time for writing here.

[YesNo]

After Dr. Roketscienski failed to collapse the universe, he turned to time travel to redeem his credibility.

"I'll show 'em. I'll show 'em all!"

"I'm going out. Make sure the dishes are done by the time I get back."

He chuckled. "Who knows where-when I'll be when she gets back."

[adaminspace]

Surely "Who knows WHEN I'll be when she gets back"

[YesNo]

Surely "Who knows WHEN I'll be when she gets back"

Good point. Thanks for reading. I made a change although I like the sound of your version better.

[YesNo]

Dr. Roketscienski pressed the time loop button on his Godel universe Einsteinian warp drive. It knocked him out.

He saw Rome, Greece, the pyramids.

When his wife came home, she yelled, "Wake up!"

"Martha! I'm a genius! I did it!"

"You didn't do the dishes."

"Oh....You're back already, sweetie?"

[YesNo]

Sylvia Payninbut asked Martha Roketscienski about her hubby's infamous research.

"Last year Bob tried to collapse the universe."

Sylvia snorted.

"Now it's time travel."

Snort.

"His classes suck."

Snort.

"He can't get grad students, but--unlike some men we know--he's too preoccupied to think of cheating on me."

[AuntShecky]

Sylvia’s husband, Hank Payinbut, came from a long line of Payinbuts. His father Solly was a gambler notorious for welshing on his bets. His grandfather Horace was a horse’s Payinbut. Little is known about Great-Grandpa Calvin, other than the fact that he wasn’t in any way great.

[Dono]

"I know it's late," said the funeral director, hoping the tremor in his voice wasn't evident. "But I need the coffins by tomorrow. Thirty. Plain white. Infant size. Caskets..." he felt the color drain from his face and future, and he sighed for want of a sob-- "...will be closed."

[Hwo Thumb]

"You fool!" shouted Dr. Evilpants. "You'll kill us all!"
"I won't fall for your tricks, Doctor!" replied Hiro Protagonist, pressing the button labeled, "Do not press."

Breaking news: Hallucinating self-proclaimed "vigilante," Hiro Protagonist destroys building, killing self and 13 others.

“Why did the school have a self destruct button?” locals ask.

[cacian]

it is cosy when music becomes the atmosphere in a room, one inhabitant, can imagine they are touring a circuit of concerts. all lights are out but the sound, it takes over, all they have to do is close their eyes. upon opening them it quickly comes to an end, the tour, it was brief but the imagination was bountiful. could they trick it to do it again without having to close their eyes ,imagine?
to guesses the mind is a well to do find. to practice it is a mine.

[YesNo]

Sylvia’s husband, Hank Payinbut,

That's a great name for the guy no matter how great his great-grandfather was!

I've continued the story in the thread Calidore started that allows upwards of 100 words: http://www.online-literature.com/forums/showthread.php?77689-Write-A-Really-Short-Story-In-100-Words-Or-Less&p=1252163#post1252163

[AuntShecky]

The only quality Andrea required in her ideal mate was a totally green lifestyle. She thought she’d found her dream man when a guy told her that he’d just bought an electric car. “It was cheap,” he explained, “but I’ll never finish paying for that gignormous extension cord.”

[YesNo]

Danny wondered why people can't be more like Chicagoans. Why make time-wasting, artsy-fartsy movies like this one he just rented?

He checked the case. "Who liked this thing?"


Sundance Film Festival

"Figures."


Toronto International Film Festival

"Stupid Canadians."


Telluride Film Festival

"Where the hell is that?"


Chicago Film Festival

[Calidore]

Danny wondered why people can't be more like Chicagoans. Why make time-wasting, artsy-fartsy movies like this one he just rented?

He checked the case. "Who liked this thing?"


Sundance Film Festival

"Figures."


Toronto International Film Festival

"Stupid Canadians."


Telluride Film Festival

"Where the hell is that?"


Chicago Film Festival

Like.

Sadly, we're not totally immune to eye-rolling artsy-fartsy:

http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/ct-talk-huppke-corgan-20140227,0,1139349.story

I think it says a lot about Corgan that the (different) Tribune reporter sent to review the event was ejected because Corgan didn't like this column.

[YesNo]

Thanks, Calidore. I wonder if Billy Corgan's banning the reporter was part of the entertainment, or part of the publicity.

[travjob]

Eating dinner that night, Phill sat and wondered how much time he'd wasted explaining to other people that, yes, there really were two L's in his name, and it's actually the first L that's silent.

[YesNo]

Nice one, trayjob, especially the first silent L.

[DATo]

Today I'ne four years ode. Not three no more like asterday. This morning daddy made me get all dresseded up a'cause we was goin to see mommy. I saw her picture. She was on a rock. Daddy says she up in heaven but Bubber says she unner the rock.

[user name]

Today I'ne four years ode. Not three no more like asterday. This morning daddy made me get all dresseded up a'cause we was goin to see mommy. I saw her picture. She was on a rock. Daddy says she up in heaven but Bubber says she unner the rock.

Cut and pasted to your other club.

[user name]

Today I'ne four years ode. Not three no more like asterday. This morning daddy made me get all dresseded up a'cause we was goin to see mommy. I saw her picture. She was on a rock. Daddy says she up in heaven but Bubber says she unner the rock.

Arcadia at Soldaten said, "Do you pay by the word for Ink"?

[user name]

Today I'ne four years ode. Not three no more like asterday. This morning daddy made me get all dresseded up a'cause we was goin to see mommy. I saw her picture. She was on a rock. Daddy says she up in heaven but Bubber says she unner the rock.


B.F.T. "It throws up more questions than it answers, are you going to write the whole thing, is this an outline"? From SDP

[Antix]

Last night I dreamed I was a planet that lived alongside infinity. After a refreshing sleep, I answered phones all day long.

[colb2]

TOMORROW
As the sun disappeared I frantically ran towards it chasing the day I did not want to lose. As it eluded me I couldn't help wondering if tomorrow would be as accepting. As my fears amounted I finally understood that the day was never mine to begin with.

[R.F. Schiller]

Albert lived a very happy life working as an artist with two wonderful German Shepherds to welcome him home every night. Then he got married.

[colb2]

ALWAYS
The weak are always failing, while children are always learning. Hate is always forming, while love is always blooming. Judges are always punishing, while churches are always baptizing. The end is always coming, while life's are always beginning.

[DATo]

Mother Sea was angry for we had taken much from her. She sent her son, Tsunami, to our port town to find and return what had been taken. Tsunami looked everywhere but could not find his mother's treasure. And so he then returned to her at long last ... with ours.

[Bruno Smith]

"Write with a bright palate, and paint so they recognize, something.", I thought about that.

After awhile, I replied, "If I could lend you the use of my hands, if I could step away and be at peace, I would."

But we both knew we were in this together. (49 words)

[jkchan]

Two identical pills. One must be taken. One would send me to a living hell. The other, I would continue with my normal life. I took one at random. I was now sat at my desk at work. So what pill had I taken exactly?

[L.M. The Third]

They only serve two pancakes each; there can't be heaping stacks lest many non-members accompany their moms to brunch. The pastor’s speech dog-paddles and never reaches shore: the multitudinous breasts of Diana of the Ephesians, “men are always called bulls”. On the way home, dissecting between “women“ and “sin“, she pinches a nerve.

(53 words :sad: )

[YesNo]

Roberto approaches Patricia. He shows her his phone with the newly downloaded "Generate a Love Poem for Your Girl Friend" mobile app and presses "Start".

Patricia pats her hands, then presses "Start" on her newly downloaded "Generate a Prose Response to Your Boy Friend's Generated Poetry" mobile app.

[LaughGiraffe]

He is a professional drinker, payed in dulled edges and white noise that keep him just sane, that allow him to survive every long minute of each day. In a way that was only tragic if he stared at it too long, Sean made a living off of his alcoholism.

[RMDuChene]

After the rolling pin caved in the back of his skull, the plate of 'disgusting' apple pie fell from his hand as he slumped to the floor.

[diamondpotatoes]

It fell to the ground with a wet plop; much to the amusement of the hooded figure. He laughed as he reflected on how he had died centuries ago. Yet here he was conqueror of this fortress, infection of its people. He drank the blood of his victims.

[YesNo]

"What's Robert telling those kids, Martha?"

By the swing set, they could hear Robert's voice rise, "...and then there was a BIG BANG!"

"Oh. He's telling them his version of the creation of the universe."

When the kids settled, he leaned in toward them and whispered, "And God said, 'Oops.'"

[YesNo]

Kathy's six-year-old Billy sat by her. She whispered, "What was that crazy Dr. Roqetscientski telling you by the swing set?"

Billy shook his head and giggled.

"You can tell me."

Billy refused.

"Whisper it in my ear."

Billy spoke into her ear, "He said God pooped out the universe."

[YesNo]

"Robert Roqetscienski told your son that God pooped out the universe."

"No! Even Robert's not that stupid. Billy probably misunderstood."

"You need to talk to your son." Kathy told her husband.

"Hell, I don't know how it started."

Before bed, Billy's father reasoned, "It might have been only a fart."

[joseph engraver]

It was Andrew, the corrupter of children that found him in the horses stall, the imprint of a horseshoe on the side of his face; I was there to see his bloody body when Andrew carried my friend Sammy into the kitchen. That is when I came to hate God.

[Sir Guyon]

Fifty words or less
and something to be said?
That is what poems are for.

[cacian]

one day a man to outdo the cactus decided to grew very tall. but he could not see the cactus.
so the cactus decided his turn to grow very high but it could not see the man.
they both decided to grow tall. they could not see each other.
they grew small they still could not see each other.
the end was they decided to go their different ways to never cross each other. they simply could not get on.

[engineer1984]

Okay, this is a poem. But I like the idea and had to give it a try!

Elbow bent and resting on the desk
Legs crossed at the ankles
Fingers flip through a book
Head on hand and the eyes are glazed
If this is work then who would want it?
But when she’s in her own world she’s the most beautiful
(45)

[engineer1984]

So love conquers all?
That is what they say
But I have love and I’m still all alone
My kitchen floor still isn’t finished
And my car’s brakes still aren’t working
So why is this love just taking his time?
Hurry up and get me out of here!

(48)

Sorry, another poem : )

[engineer1984]

Okay, tried a story. Not very good, but okay? Here it is:

Sweat beaded on his body and his face grew red. Should he start with her name? Talk about the weather or maybe this party? Clumsiness in one.. two.. three.

“Great, another guy who thinks that just because I’m hot I’m ready to mingle” she thinks, catching his eye.

(48)

[engineer1984]

He is a professional drinker, payed in dulled edges and white noise that keep him just sane, that allow him to survive every long minute of each day. In a way that was only tragic if he stared at it too long, Sean made a living off of his alcoholism.

Good job. I like this a lot.

[YALASH]

Electricity was off. They took stairs, began long flight, telling stories to each other. First the wife mentioned about her busy day, it ended at 21 st storey. Still they had one more floor. Then husband narrated a short story, 'I just noticed, I have forgotten keys in car.'

[49 words]

[YesNo]

“I never cheated on you before. I won’t tease Tom ever again.”

“Hey! It’s alright. You’re too old to get knocked up and I’m too old to chase fellas off you.”

“You sure chased off Tom fast enough.”

“I only hope the kids are mine.”

“Yeah. Me, too.”

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Thoughts occurring after reading the "Feminist criticism of sex scenes" thread: http://www.online-literature.com/forums/showthread.php?80930-Femminist-criticizm-of-sex-scenes

[Calidore]

Today we all got together and celebrated Max's 100th birthday. As always, everyone had a nice time, and he seemed to enjoy the attention, compliments, and gifts. And, as always, the elephant in the room went unspoken: dogs really aren't supposed to live this long.

[YesNo]

Nice one, Calidore!

[Calidore]

Thanks very much, YesNo.

[MANICHAEAN]

“Take me as I am, or watch me as I go.”

She said this softly, while looking into tired eyes that were restrained; yet still encapsulated a hint of compassion from earlier times.

Outside, the fog hung over Edwards Square and droplets disseminated over the silent visage outside the window.

[fajfall]

Heart drumming, Adam prays. He flings the door open and shut. Coast is clear, noone's there. Re-open, fling door shut, and hasten down the stairs. Leave this party forthwith. Pity whoever enters next, discovering the broken toilet brimming with Adam's extension.

Sue enters.

(39 words)

[JacobBenAvraham]

HE keeps the wind in his hand
HE made appear the dry land
HE made in his image a perfect man
HE cried when man went bad
HE came himself to make things right
HE came to draw us by HIS side.
HE is God

45 words tell a story

[YesNo]

I am glad this thread is picking up again. Now to try to think of something to say in fifty words or less.

[Danik 2016]

He came, saw and got stuck in the mire.
And every one else went on as usual.

[YesNo]

The farmhouse rests on a flat, grain-growing, dusty, wonderful world. I am three. Outside I want to meet the dog who guards the farm.

Then I am on the ground. Someone says they will shoot that dog. Another stitches my eyebrow and cheek. I did not mean to frighten him.

[PaperPancakes]

Behind the glass, the girl greeted the man.
“Hello, my name is Eve.”
“Hello, Eve” the man replied. “My name is Dr. Adams. I was invited to meet with you. I heard that you were a very special girl.”
“Yes, I can think, so I am,” the robot replied.

[george c]

Hi, all..... New here.

50 words.

“Captain Jones, welcome aboard flight 624. We’ll cruise at 35,000. Hope we don’t have turbulence, that stuff really scares me. If lucky, we’ll be in Chicago in a couple of hours. Oh! Co-pilot informed me we’re scheduled for NY. I always get them confused. Relax, the drinks are on us.”

[YesNo]

Nice stories, PaperPancakes and george c, and welcome! Nothing like the pilot giving the impression of incompetence. I sometimes wonder if what I do is think.

[Danik 2016]

The farmhouse rests on a flat, grain-growing, dusty, wonderful world. I am three. Outside I want to meet the dog who guards the farm.

Then I am on the ground. Someone says they will shoot that dog. Another stitches my eyebrow and cheek. I did not mean to frighten him.
This story haunted me a bit, so I didn´t know what to say. If it is a real story I hope the dog wasn´t shot and the child grew up without dog trauma.

[Danik 2016]

Hi, all..... New here.

50 words.

“Captain Jones, welcome aboard flight 624. We’ll cruise at 35,000. Hope we don’t have turbulence, that stuff really scares me. If lucky, we’ll be in Chicago in a couple of hours. Oh! Co-pilot informed me we’re scheduled for NY. I always get them confused. Relax, the drinks are on us.”
Good story!(But I hope you aren´t a pilot!)

[YesNo]

This story haunted me a bit, so I didn´t know what to say. If it is a real story I hope the dog wasn´t shot and the child grew up without dog trauma.

It's a real story. I had two scars on my face as I was growing up from the incident, one over the eyebrow and one on my lower cheek. They are still there, but I accumulated more over the years and the waves of age have made them inconspicuous. I don't know what happened to the dog, but my main memory was concern for him. I still like dogs. No trauma.

[Danik 2016]

It's a real story. I had two scars on my face as I was growing up from the incident, one over the eyebrow and one on my lower cheek. They are still there, but I accumulated more over the years and the waves of age have made them inconspicuous. I don't know what happened to the dog, but my main memory was concern for him. I still like dogs. No trauma.
I thougth so. Anyway your reaction was admirable. Usually kids that suffer that kind of accident get scared of dogs for the rest of their lives.

[PoeticPassions]

The Earth was long gone by the time they appeared. They had no knowledge of the Earth’s previous existence, or of the existence of different worlds. They felt important and unique in the timelessness of the universe. And, in their loneliness, they invented God.

[george c]

Had their ups and downs, but seemed to make the relationship work.
Lately, she didn’t seem herself. Asked her about it, she had no response.
One morning she was gone. What had he done, he wondered?
Phone rang. “Hello.”
“Have your puppy. Luckily, your phone number was on her collar.”

50 words....

Regards,

George

[YesNo]

Before this moon will rise the sun must set. I wait alone upon the beach except for strangers waiting for it, too.

And then we see its fresh, faint light. It lifts above the ocean’s noisy waves. I watch until I’m sure it’s safely high enough to journey on alone.

[Danik 2016]

The cheese moon
Once the moon was a big cheese. The people living on it had food in abundance. They lived in the big caves of the moon. Soon they quarreled about the food. The angry moon changed into a dry land. And they all died of want.

[george c]

In a coma, doubtful he’d regain consciousness.
Family worked in shifts to be by his side in case he awoke.
He did.
“Tell me what’s new in the country,” he said.
“Trump is president-elect and Palin considered for VA secretary,” his brother, said.
“Please, put me back in a coma!”


50 words....

Regards,

George

[YesNo]

By 2050, after thirty years of deep global recession, the markets bottomed. All countries had declared bankruptcy. The European Union and the United States had divided into twenty-seven independent sectors.

On May 9th, the Chicago Sector suffered a nuclear strike. It surrendered. To make sure, the Coast Sector struck again.

[YesNo]

During the bull phase people worried about black holes, dark matter, alien invasions, simulations, parallel universes, robots taking over, meteor strikes, and how to get to Mars when no one had yet gone to the Moon.

Hit by the bear, people realized all that was asinine. Now we just worry.

[george c]

Danik. Nope, not a pilot, though many years ago I did take lessons and solo. No, I haven't flown in, well...35 years or so. Also, don't like heights.

Here's another story.


Squirrels, preparing for winter. Sam and Sallie dragging in insulation, Sam hauling up acorns. Occasionally, he’d come up huffing and puffing with a can of beanie-weenies.
At the base of the tree with a brown bag, Sam yelled, “Throw the rope. For you, Sallie.”
“Holy cow, watermelon vodka! My favorite.”


50 words....

Regards,

George

[YesNo]

There's nothing like getting another species' opinion on watermelon vodka, george c. :)


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Dr. Juan Palitis flipped a nickel. It dropped onto the table: heads or tails? He was demonstrating statistics to female nurses, re-certifying their licenses, showing them how to be rational like he was and not believe in New Age spiritualist junk.

Heads.

Tails.

Bounce. The coin landed on its edge.

[george c]

YesNo, speaking of New Age....

“Your life is in shambles.”
“I know.”
“You use astrology, psychics, crystals, Feng Shui, Bach Flowers, aromatherapy, spiritual healers, angels, no telling what else.”
“What do you think I should do?”
“For once, try using a real counselor to help you?”
“Hmm.”
“Well?”
“Think I’ll get my crystals cleansed and recharged.”

50 words....

Regards,

George

[YesNo]

Now that you mentioned it, george c, I probably need to get my crystals recharged.

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She moved the pendulum over a picture of a human body. It circled near the chest area. “You have a strong heart chakra. That’s exceptionally rare.”

His girlfriend later asked, “Did my psychic straighten you out like I said she would?”

“No way!” He always knew that about his heart.

[YesNo]

Yesterday the last human editor of a literary magazine of any value was replaced by a robot.

All quality texts now come from AI authors with results beyond belief. Billions upon billions of young, avid pseudo-humans want to buy more.

The meat-bodied human population has officially lost our literary race.

[Grit]

Yesterday the last human editor of a literary magazine of any value was replaced by a robot.

All quality texts now come from AI authors with results beyond belief. Billions upon billions of young, avid pseudo-humans want to buy more.

The meat-bodied human population has officially lost our literary race.

This really short story achieves a lot considering the length. The tone is profoundly sad and the perspective is modern. I can see the truth in your words and relate as a writer. The first line hit me like a lightning bolt. I love literature and books. The third line is clever with a double meaning. Thanks for sharing YesNo.

[YesNo]

Thanks, Grit! I was shown a link a few days ago about how an AI computer wrote a book that got to the second rung in some literary contest. That may or may not be easy to do, but I felt depressed after reading that. Maybe writing books is like playing chess? Or maybe not.

[PoeticPassions]

"Love is for the weak, love is for the weak," she kept repeating to herself.
He walked into the room, and all rational thoughts dissipated.
"I've missed you," she said.
He stared at her, moving a bit closer, and said, "I just don't feel the same way."

[ralphboats]

star
smart approached river foot hurting held his bible said to himself he fortunate to be alive
tired in head man approached city foot better bible back by river he fragile
essence the city paul needed new text he asked man to offer room man offered room good bed new text

[Grit]

Thanks, Grit! I was shown a link a few days ago about how an AI computer wrote a book that got to the second rung in some literary contest. That may or may not be easy to do, but I felt depressed after reading that. Maybe writing books is like playing chess? Or maybe not.

I have heard the idea as well, I have a 'wait and see' approach to the actualization. Hopefully they don't take the humanity out of writing until I'm dead lol.

[ralphboats]

star with some words removed

smart approached river foot hurting held bible to himself he fortunate to be alive
tired head man approached city foot better bible back river he fragile
essence city needed new text asked offer room offered room good bed new text

[Danik 2016]

Idle story in fifty words
Actually in forty-five because five were spent on the title. Well, to be short, there was this mouse in the cupboard. I didn´t know what to do with it so I added another mouse for company. They added more mice to the story.
The end

[YesNo]

Nice story, Danik! Interesting and humorous. And almost half of the words were spent telling us about the story rather than telling the story.

[Danik 2016]

Thanks, Yes/No. That was the idea. It´sactually more a joke than a story. And a way of reviving the thread.
There are two or three threads of 50 words stories.

[YesNo]

Would you watch a movie about a dysfunctional couple who are vampires who save the world by eating all....?

“No.”

Why not?

“It’s stupid.”

It’s a comedy.

“Really?”

Well, it’s a dark comedy. It won prizes at all the film festivals. It got thumbs-up everywhere.

“Would you watch it?”

No.

[Danik 2016]

Lol!I specially loved the title. The imaginary friend is somewhat tasked.:D

[YesNo]

I'm glad you liked it, Danik! There's nothing like bringing an imaginary friend to the shrink. Two people get treated for the price of one.

[Done]

Somewhere some people had a problem.
That problem wasn't avoidable so they went
right on and found a way that they could
rid themselves of that problem. They won
over perilous odds while they learned a lot
about life. Solving that problem made them
stronger, happier and heroes with friends.

[YesNo]

Welcome, Done!

[Danik 2016]

Welcome, Done.