Week 639 of #ThursThreads was a success, and y’all never disappoint. Thank you to everyone who writes each week. You are why we’re still doing this, and why we’ve made it 12 YEARS!
If you’ve just found us, welcome to the crew! May you come back again and write more great flash. A thousand thanks to Mark Ethridge for judging this week. Follow Siobhan Muir on Bluesky or check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
Entries:
- K.R. Van Horn
- Kelly Heinen
- Bill Engleson
- Joe Hesch
- Mark A. Morris
- David A. Ludwig
- Siobhan Muir
- Silver James
- Nellie Batz
- M.L. Gammella
- K.M. Idamari
- Sandra L. Penrod
Honorable Mentions
Joe Hesch | Website
Mark says: This was fun to read. And I’m not a wrestling fan. But I could see this happening at a match.
David A. Ludwig | Website
Mark says: Part of a larger tale. Makes me want to keep reading. I’m curious about Morrigan.
M.L. Gammella | Website
Mark says: 35 degrees F is cold in a flat. A tale of wealth inequity if ever there was one. The rich and everybody else.
winner announcement
Week 639 Winner
Mark says: This was fun to read. I can imagine an HVAC guy being tricked into fixing the boiler in hell. Even in hell they have heating problems.
My secretary opens the office door, her breath fogging. She’s wrapped in her black puffer coat, mittens, and hat, boots thumping the stone floor.
“Mike is here with the furnace company.”
Shedding four quilts, I stand, extending my mitten covered hand. It’s a trick bringing alive humans onto the Hell Plane, because they can’t know where they are. The chaos that brings is not something I care to deal with again. Thankfully, I can create the illusion of this being a medical clinic and he will be none the wiser.
“Dr. Stan Marsden, nice to meet you. No one has heat and so we’re all glad you’re here.”
He smiles in the way that repairmen do and he follows me down the hall. Our furnace is technically on the tenth level of Hell, since there’s a lot of square footage to keep warm. As far as Mike knows, it’s in the utility closet near the patient exam rooms. His tool bag settles onto the thin green carpet and the door squeaks open, our massive boiler reduced to a standard size commercial furnace; presenting Mike with a 2,000 year old boiler might be a bit much for the poor guy.
“Nice to meet you as well. Let’s see if we can get this up and running again.”
I leave him to it, as he takes the front cover off and frowns. I hope it’s not too bad; these old boilers are hard to replace these days, even with modern upgrades.
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Congratulations 3 weeks in a row, TWENTY-FIVE TIME WINNER, Kelly, and Honorable Mentions Joe, David, and M.L.! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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