The Troll ‘ neath the Towers – Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 31 | Flash! Friday

  The Troll ‘ neath the Towers (Story elements = Conflict and Character)   The troll lives ‘neath the forever-shadows of the twin towers. On his commute, through the dustbowl city, he brings light to the masses with his disarming smile and a tip ‘o the cap. In the ramshackle apartment he calls home, he …

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Sweet Muzak – Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 31 | Flash! Friday

Sweet Muzak (Themes = Conflict and Character)   My Boy, Lollipop, liked to eat Sugar. He was the Sweetest Thing. He once lived In The Ghetto, on the Poor Side of Town, where he said, “Money’s too Tight to Mention”. But he had a vision of escape, he had a Poor Man’s Dream. He made …

Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 30 | Flash! Friday : The Dance of the Origami Girl and Porcelain Boy

Story elements (base your story on any TWO of these; be sure to tell us which two you chose): * Plot: A clever, now fabulously wealthy man seeks revenge on those who once wrongfully imprisoned him. * Conflict: man vs man * Character: escaped convict * Theme(s): revenge AND/OR justice * Setting: Napoleonic France   Story Elements: Character & Theme …

Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 27 | Flash! Friday : The Unreliable Narrator

The Unreliable Narrator I’m what you might call an unreliable narrator. But you can trust me. I‘ve been summoned to tell tales of the theatre and this dashing gent, with his smouldering Oscar Wilde look about him, his unruly cravat, foppish hair and come-hither eyes. He is the greatest Shakespearian thespian that has ever lived. …

The Superhero Alchemist : Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 19 | Flash! Friday

The Superhero Alchemist She sits and waits. Her time is coming. In her kitchen, the kettle boils and her mind brews. Cupboards of unobtainable chocolate call to her, but she must resist, for there is a higher calling. She thinks about the superheroes of the world. The flowing capes, the shiny symbols, unearthly powers and …

Heart of Glass : Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 17 | Flash! Friday

Heart of Glass A city is just a desert. Sand everywhere, transformed by furnace and chemicals into the spires of glass, transparent walls of opulence and gluttonous coffee-shop excess. I run through the dunes, a blurred shape against the glass malls and lights. The city also has an absence of intelligent life. The passer-by assuming …

Z-A of an Apocalypse : Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 12 | Flash! Friday

Z-A of an Apocalypse Zedonk once roamed the savannah. Yet we ignored their extinction, like our own. Xyster winds scrapped soil from land, like flesh from bone. We watched oil tankers turn to rust on the sand dunes of London. Voices of nature, whispered then screamed. Muffled by our greed. Useless products filled our homes …