Week 532 of #ThursThreads, and y’all never disappoint. We’re in Year 10 and that’s an accomplishment in itself! Thank you to all y’all for coming back to write for all these years. I couldn’t have done it without you. If you’ve just found us, welcome to the crew! You’re in good company. May you come back again and write more great flash. A thousand thanks to Louisa Bacio 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
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Mark Ethridge | @mysoulstears
- Mark A. Morris
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
- Joseph P. Garland | @JPGarlandAuthor
- M.T. Decker | @mishmhem
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
Mark Ethridge | @mysoulstears
Louisa says: Etheridge flash packs a strong punch. There’s a slow build-up, until the end: “She was totally blind to what she could not see with her eyes.” Ethridge, though, makes the reader feel the truth.
David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
Louisa says: The split of the prompt was cleverly done, and I had to read it a few times to catch it. The piece contains a strong nuance of providing information without telling it. Of particular note, the use of gender inclusivity (they/them) for the sibling. Nicely done.
Week 532 Winner
Louisa says: James bared all her writing “teeth and claws” this week. The tight descriptions and dialogue drew me in. “We live in N’Awlins, cher. How can y’not believe?” Beau’s got something he’s hiding, and this secret is going to be a hairy one! I believe.
“I’ve never understood why people enjoy getting scared silly.”
Beau looked at her as if she’d sprouted a second head. His gaze was so intense she fought the urge to reach up to check.
“Ah, cher. What’cha don’t know can hurt chu.”
“I don’t believe so. Seriously, think about it. Monsters aren’t real.” At his narrow-eyed expression she hastened to explain. “Horror novel and movie monsters don’t exist. Human monsters? Well, yes. It seems like there’s one on every corner. My point is, why do people think it’s fun to get scared by stuff like haunted houses.”
“We live in N’Awlins, cher. How can y’not believe?”
Resisting the urge to roll her eyes because that was something only teen girls did and she was long past that stage in her life, she said, “In ghosts and things that go bump in the night? Of course I don’t. They aren’t real.”
He studied her a long moment. “So you truly don’t believe in monsters?”
“Not the kind you mean. All figments of the imagination.”
“I wish that was true. As it happens, things that go bump in the night often have teeth and claws.” He would know, being one of the fanged and furry.
She sputtered out a laugh. “Like rougarou? No such thing. Men don’t turn into wolves.” She realized he was serious. “Wait. You don’t really believe in that stuff. Do you?”
He turned away. “I would tell you if I could,” he muttered. “But you aren’t ready.”
Congratulations FIFTY-NINE TIME WINNER Silver, and Honorable Mentions Mark and David! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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