THAT LITTLE TALK - flash fiction
The many areas in which I lack anything resembling demostrated competence includes writing flash (short) fiction. I've manged to crank out a few that come in under 1000 words. The story now before you, however, is my first attempt at the oft challenged but seldom mastered 100 word barrier. As always, your comments, whether they be brickbats or bouquets, will be appreciated.
Bayou Bill
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THAT LITTLE TALK
by Bill Fullerton
“I guess it’s time we had that little talk.”
His father’s voice was teasing. But Mark knew the talk would be about the summer job he hadn’t started. Maybe he could change the subject. “Oh, I already know all about that stuff. The stork brings the babies and leaves them under a cabbage leaf.”
“So that’s how it’s done. And I always thought Doc Miles brought them in his little black bag.”
“He does. But first he has to go by the cabbage patch and pick out a fresh one.”
“I see. Now when do you start work?”
Labels: babies, cabbage patch, flash fiction, little black bag, stork, summer job
posted by Bill Fullerton at
5:03 PM
4 Comments:
Oh, I liked this! I'm going to be thinking about it all day.
Oh, and Ontario, you asked me on the forum at BE.
Very good, Bill! Better than my Miss Teensy story. ;)
Thanks, folks.
Franco, and old writer buddy on the NovelAdvice.com critique board made a good suggestion about adding a tag to the last line. I'm going to stick "His father grinned" in between the last two sentences.
Bayou Bill
Ha, cute piece Bill. As a first attempt I'd say bravo!
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