Week 407 of #ThursThreads had many fantastic tales. I’m honored to see all the writers come to tie a tale as we close in on the end of our eighth year. If you’ve been doing it a while, thank you. If you’ve just found us, welcome! May you come back again and write more great flash. Thousand thanks to George Varhalmi for judging this week. Check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
Entries:
- Dr. Guncha Gupta
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Mark A. Morris
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Dr. Anita Sabat | @anitaexplorer
- Atticus Stryker | @TAFORU
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Mark Ethridge | @mysoulstears
- Katheryn J. Avila | @katheryn_avila
- M.T. Decker | @mishmhem
Honorable Mentions
Katheryn J. Avila | @katheryn_avila
George says: It causes paralysis, sure don’t fall asleep what else could go wrong. The scene had the right amount of tension to keep it serious while playing up the sarcasm.
Silver James | @SilverJames_
George says: Stab the map and let destiny guide you. I hope it works out for Rudy. A weird call that will lead to trouble and I liked the intrigue that it is setting up for the character. Great story with wonderful emotion.
David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
George says: Shouldn’t have done that. Some days curiosity gets the better of all of us. Sadly, Shyam dug a little to deep. I like the mild interrogation that the scene created and unfortunately for the main character she seems to have willingly walked into a trap. Well written.
winner announcement
Week 407 Winner
George says: It’s only 179 days.That was a very fun tale, the humor was excellent for the scene whether you’re in the deep Arctic or deep space. It had a great flow to it.
Before Its Prime
“South-paw, this is Papa Three, do you copy?”
There was a long pause, and I was about to repeat when South-paw answered in his slow drawl.
“Hey Papa Three, how are things?”
Several answers came to mind, ‘Hell in a handbasket’ would have been my first choice if they’d been getting better. As it was, hell was a bit optimistic.
Things are going, South-paw. How’s by you?”
“Well, you know… no use complaining.”
That hadn’t stopped him yet.”South-paw, you hear anything on the op?”
“Just to dig in until daylight.”
I looked at the calendar and sighed. “Tell me you brought the cards,” I answered
“I brought the cards and a six-pack. I’ll be fine.”
I shook my head, it was going to be a very long night, indeed.
“Six pack is not going to cut it,” I warned him
“What, it’s only one night.”
“South-paw, didn’t anybody tell you, daylight will be here in 179 days.”
There was a long silence. “Oh. Better order some more— you got Prime?
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Congratulations Nine Time Winner Mary, and Honorable Mentions Katheryn, Silver, and David! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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