I’ve been spending a lot of time on Twitter this week (you can follow me @timothyquirin). While poking around Twitter I found this fun little flash fiction contest on AllTwitter. Here are a few of my entries:
- Tom studied his last text. Am I being noncommittal he thought? *ding* Her response was piercing, “only two boxes of Thin Mints?”
- It was a terribly awkward moment for Satan. He hadn’t bought a decent soul in years. It was not the time for his pen to run dry.
- Her devilish grin began to rise. She eyed the new girl like a bloodthirsty pirate about to plunder the Good Ship Lollipop.
- Rachel loosened her grip on the crimson curtain. As it slipped closed, her feelings for Harrison peaked and began to recede.