Flash Fiction – 7th Ed.
I decided to do another Flash Fiction today because the inspiration picture sparked an idea. For some reason, it fit right in with the recent research I’ve done to develop the outline for the next novel I plan on plinking away at. The theme is fairly dark, so this story follows.
To join in the Flash Madness, go to Rochelle’s Purple Blog and follow the rules.
Concept: a weekly picture is posted, and the writer is challenged to produce one-hundred (more or less) words of some sort of fiction with a complete plot (beginning, middle and end). Here is my seventh installment:
Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields
THE PERFECT CUT
He waited for the kitchen timer to chime. It would be a while more. The particular cut always took so long to cook correctly. He even had time to set out the good china as well as clean up the courtyard. A quick spray with the hose erased the mess.
He savored the memory of last night to pass the time.
“I think I love you,” she’d said.
“I could eat you up,” he answered.
The timer erupted with insistent, electronic beeps. A thorough braise was the only way to cook, sometimes.
(92 words)
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Critique and general abuse are welcome. Use the comment button and share your thoughts
January 15, 2015 at 10:22
I so want to do this and am going to try from my phone since my computer shut down AGAIN.
January 15, 2015 at 10:24
Overheated?
January 15, 2015 at 10:25
No. Stoopid Windows 8.1
January 15, 2015 at 10:26
Maybe you pornicated it.
January 15, 2015 at 10:27
Curse my German scat-porn addiction.
January 15, 2015 at 10:45
Shit.
January 15, 2015 at 10:33
Far too real. Shudder. (a couple of recent murders here.)
Like your word choice. The “savor” line is particularly good
January 15, 2015 at 10:45
The word, ‘savor,’ has always had an evil connotation for me.
January 15, 2015 at 11:09
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January 15, 2015 at 11:15
Thanks for the pingback, H.E.!
January 15, 2015 at 11:18
Thanks for the inspiration. I think you’ll like what I wrote. It’s only slightly mocking.
January 15, 2015 at 11:20
Done and commented – and yes, I liked it. Let the mockery begin!
January 15, 2015 at 11:29
Braise?? REALLY?!?
I cannot believe you went there.
January 15, 2015 at 11:43
It is good for tough cuts of meat. Someone taught me that.
January 15, 2015 at 11:51
That someone is wicked smaht.
January 15, 2015 at 12:01
And my head’s all fuckin’ wahped.
January 15, 2015 at 11:54
Break out the chianti and fava beans, I say. Gruesomely good.
January 15, 2015 at 12:02
A particular palate needs what it needs, eh?
January 15, 2015 at 13:10
Avoid the courtyard, I reckon. Bon appetit.
January 15, 2015 at 14:13
Absolutely!
January 15, 2015 at 13:28
Sinister.
January 15, 2015 at 14:15
My intent exactly. Thanks!
January 15, 2015 at 15:04
You’re welcome!
January 15, 2015 at 15:34
🙂
January 15, 2015 at 23:38
The only thing sicker would be to share the meal with his next date…I mean victim. sinister…yes.
January 16, 2015 at 04:18
Date… until the freezer’s empty.
January 16, 2015 at 03:12
Concise, clever and incredibly creepy!
January 16, 2015 at 04:19
Thanks!
January 16, 2015 at 06:47
Dear Brain Rants,
The only thing I can think of to say is “The secret’s in the sauce.” Well done or well braised. Bon apetit.
Shalom,
Rochelle
January 16, 2015 at 10:59
Thanks, Rochelle!
January 16, 2015 at 09:07
Yoinks!
The long cooking time can be annoying but it’s well worth the wait! Um, so I’ve heard…
January 16, 2015 at 10:59
Tastes like chicken, you know.
January 18, 2015 at 13:45
No, actually, the ones who eat it call it long pork.
January 18, 2015 at 21:33
Ah, yes.
January 16, 2015 at 11:05
Loved this creepiness…it’s right up my alley! (not the murder part…just the writing. 🙂 )
January 16, 2015 at 18:20
Well that’s understandable!
January 16, 2015 at 16:26
I was afraid you were going that way. Doesn’t everything taste like chicken? Although these days, much of the chicken might not.
janet
January 16, 2015 at 17:11
Hey, be nice about the chicken, that’s what pays my salary.
January 16, 2015 at 17:13
🙂
January 16, 2015 at 18:21
🙂
January 16, 2015 at 18:21
Chicken can be awesome, don’t worry.
January 16, 2015 at 18:21
We cook from scratch here, but yes – you’re very correct.
January 16, 2015 at 17:13
He must be having company. Just look at all those plates. I hope he has the right wine. I’m sure it will be a dinner to remember for his guests. 🙂
January 16, 2015 at 18:22
With long pork (not chicken), I’d go with a gentle white wine.
January 17, 2015 at 01:39
Now THIS one is creepy… 🙂
Long-pig tastes more like pork, I’ve heard…
January 17, 2015 at 08:19
I’ve heard that as well.
January 17, 2015 at 03:30
He sounds very experienced in this type of cuisine. That courtyard must have seen a lot of action – I hope he has discreet neighbours.
January 17, 2015 at 08:19
I imagined it was part of the house.
January 17, 2015 at 07:46
So bad, that i had to read it a second time.
A new twist on “Guess whose coming for dinner.”
I am, definitely. not coming over for dinner.
Great stuff.
Randy
January 17, 2015 at 08:20
I suppose I could have been clearer.
January 17, 2015 at 08:23
Wait. Obviously, you took my comment wrong. It was intended to mean that i enjoyed it so much that I read it a second time.
I just “ate” up your story.
But I am still not coming over for dinner. 😉
Randy
January 17, 2015 at 16:19
Oh, well then thank you again!
January 20, 2015 at 23:17
Was the meal ruined? Leftovers again!
January 21, 2015 at 04:50
Not sure. Some people don’t mind leftovers.
January 21, 2015 at 23:19
TOUCHE’
January 22, 2015 at 04:44
🙂
January 21, 2015 at 00:54
Yucky but done well (the writing, not the meal). Hearing about the hose cleaning up “the mess” was worse, but this isn’t something crime shows don’t describe a lot. Creepy, but well written, Brain Rants. — Suzanne
January 21, 2015 at 04:51
They always skip the hard part. Thanks!
January 21, 2015 at 15:25
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January 23, 2015 at 14:57
This was a good picture for a murder story. Well done Rants.
January 23, 2015 at 16:01
Funny, it is but doesn’t initially look like one.