Week 420 of #ThursThreads had many fantastic tales. I’m honored to see all the writers come to tie a tale as we start our ninth year. If you’ve been doing it a while, thank you for sticking with us. If you’ve just found us, welcome! May you come back again and write more great flash. Thousand thanks to Nikki Prince for judging this week. Check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Mark A. Morris
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
- Marci Baun | @MarciBaun
- Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
- M.T. Decker | @mishmhem
- Patty Dump | @pattydump1
Mark A. Morris
Nikki says: Loved the twist. Great story…hope it goes into something!
Marci Baun | @MarciBaun
Nikki says: so heartbreaking and beautiful. Loved it.
Week 420 Winner
Nikki says: I loved the twist. Did not expect it at all and then to read that the character was the author of basically his own story? YES!
William thought about everything that had happened that night and sighed. It was hard to tell where it started to fall apart.
His perfect dinner with Marie was ruined before it began, the bread was bad, the wine had lost its flavor and the meat had a greenish tinge to it.
Marie had been a trooper, suggesting that they go out for dinner and leave the clean-up for later. William had been reluctant to leave, but the moon was out and he really did want to salvage the evening.
They settled for a quiet walk along the beach. That had been magical until they’d found a dead body washed against the pier. Now instead of romantic moonlight, the night was broken by flashing red and blue lights.
He waited while the detectives took Marie’s statement, but things just weren’t fitting together. The narrative kept changing. When William went to tell the detectives what had happened he found himself at a loss.
“I was just trying to propose,” he said in a half whine and realized his mistake.
The detective shook his head. “What’s really going on?”
William sighed. “Somethings missing from this entire story and I don’t know what it is, I don’t think I can find it.”
“You could change that,” Marie told him, gently rubbing his shoulders.
“But how?” He asked unsure where to start.
“It’s called a re-write,” Marie replied and he was once again staring at a blank page, wondering where everything went wrong.
Congratulations Eleven Time Winner M.T., and Honorable Mentions Mark and Marci! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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