Horror House Wednesday: Flash Fiction Contest #1

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**While new prompts will no longer be posted, please indulge in any prompt here that peaks your interest. You can link it down below or create a ping-back.

One immediate feature I’m adding today is a weekly flash fiction contest as suggested by Silver Stone due to the lack of not prompts (there are sea urchins worth of them in the WordPress sea) but rather flash fiction contests.

For those who wonder what flash fiction is, flash fiction is a piece of fiction that ranges from 5 to 1,500 words. In this contest, the maximum amount of words I will allow is 450. Minimum is 5.

Here’s how this will work. Each Wednesday, I will post a new prompt whether a photo, quote, or anything correlated to literature or writing that can inspire a flash fiction piece with a maximum of 450 words or less.

You can submit your entries in this comment section or even put a link of the piece from your blog in the comments, and I will decide on a winner the next Tuesday—the day before the prompt starts over again. Everyone’s entries will be included in the post as well.

With that aside, here is the prompt for this week:

“Who are we then, if not for our memories?”

You can make it into any genre you want, you can use explicit language, violence, horror and gore. But please nothing discriminatory, racist, sexist, homophobic, anti-semitic, prejudice or harmful/demeaning to a group of people.

Have fun with it, and happy writing!

Published by Lucy

"Poetess of darkness"–dVerse community; cat hoarder, guitarist, keyboardist, psych major.

36 thoughts on “Horror House Wednesday: Flash Fiction Contest #1”

    1. Wow, that is chilling. Great entry for the contest!
      It does exceed the limit I have, though I’ll still accept it. Thank you for participating. We are off to a fantastic start!

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    1. Wow, that had so much depth, and I felt like I too was psychologically drowning in the main character’s thoughts. What a fantastic piece!

      It’s more than okay that it’s over the word limit. I’ll still accept it. 🙂 Thank you for your participation in the contest.

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    1. It fits the prompt very well. Wow, that is heartbreaking and it is definitely a vivid description of the reality of what people suffer with Alzheimer’s go through. It is a very beautiful piece and I am happy you submitted it for this contest.

      As for feedback, I think everything was perfect. It was concise, as is the purpose of flash fiction, but a gut punch from the insight of the reality of how Alzheimer’s impacts loved ones too. You implemented the prompt cleverly and it fit naturally in progression of the story at the end.

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      1. Okay. I am so glad to hear this. I am still learning this art, but I am glad you liked it.
        Thank you very much for sparing some time to read my post and for this valuable feedback. I really appreciate it.😀

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    1. Oh wow, I feel very honored to hear that. That is truly a privilege and you don’t know how happy that it has made me to hear that.

      I enjoyed your piece very much! It really delves into the psychology of how we see ourselves, and the lingering effects of memory. Excellent piece here! Thank you for participating in the contest. 😃

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      1. Appreciate you taking the time to read it Lucy, it means alot.

        Also apologies for any spelling/grammar errors, (I’ve since corrected them) the perils of writing with a toddler swinging off your neck :p

        Thanks again, keep doing what you’re doing!

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    1. Excellent take on the prompt! Wow, that is so emotional, vulnerable and absolutely shattering. It really tugs at your emotions.

      Thank you for participating in the contest. ❤

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  12. Here’s my entry. I’m not a writer and I got practically no computer skill so I’m putting it in the comments here for you to use or not, no problem.

    I have a pretty good memory for a life long pot smoker and it’s a good thing. People say you should live in the moment and forget the past but I can’t relate to that. My memories are my life and they’re my path and no one else’s. The things I did, the things that happened to me made me who I am and if I remember everything I can understand my life better, the good and the bad.
    Just today I remembered the times my Dad set up his still in the house! I had completely forgotten it until now. I didn’t mind much that he was probably breaking the law but it smelled horrible! And it stunk up the whole house! For days!
    He and the neighbor were making wine first then he switched to making the strong stuff. It wasn’t moonshine because that’s from corn. This was something distilled that starts from wine. I know not what it was except that I sure didn’t want to drink it.
    The contraption took up the whole kitchen and eventually you could watch clear hot liquid dripping out of a glass tube into a bottle. My mom never complained about it, but she didn’t talk much anyway.
    One time I was playing in the cellar and accidentally broke the glass tube which had another glass tube inside it. I think I sat on it. I didn’t tell Dad and he didn’t notice. I guess his days of distilling booze were over.
    That’s all I can tell you about my strange childhood in this story. This is the kind of thing that made a kid grow up to be an artist.

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