Friday, March 28, 2014

#ThursThreads - Week 114 - Winners


Week 114 of #ThursThreads had some terrific tales and a great turnout. I'm honored to see all of the returning writers and read your stories. Thank you for coming back again and again to write and for helping me celebrate these years of flash. It was also wonderful to have some new folks stop by. Welcome! Great thanks to Fred Edwards for judging this week. Be sure to check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on FB to keep up with news, etc. And just a reminder: There will be NO #THURSTHREADS next week. I'll catch you on April 10th.

Entries:
  • Silver James | @SilverJames_
  • Olivia Starke | @OliviaStarke
  • Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
  • Richard Gibney | @ragtaggiggagon
  • Sandra Bunino | @SandraBunino
  • Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
  • David Kluge
  • Charles W Jones | @ChuckWesJ
  • Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
  • Anna Lund | @AnnaLund2011
  • Anne Odom | @AFOdom
  • Mark Ethridge | @LurchMunster
  • Hunter Frost | @HunterFrostMM
Fred says: All the submissions were great! It was tough to judge.

Winners Announcement:

Honorable Mentions

Silver James | @SilverJames_

Richard Gibney | @ragtaggiggagon

Siobhan Muir| @SiobhanMuir
Fred says: I loved how you all sucked me into each of your worlds in so few words. I liked how all created a world and drew me into it. Also I liked the writing style as it was easy to read in all of them.

Week 114 Winner



Fred says: I especially enjoyed how the author took on the challenge phrase and made it part of the story. The story kept my interest, I enjoyed how it unfolded and it was easy for my antihistamine laden brain to follow - I’ve been fighting a cold – so “easy to read” and “capturing my interest” were key.

“You want a what?” I twisted my yellowing over-dyed hair into a knot and secured it with a pair of pencils.

“Cupcake vodka, with Limoncello, and a twist of lemon for garnish.”

“Here.” I passed her a slice of lemon poundcake and poured a splash of vodka over the top.

“That’s disgusting, Lu.”

“Well it’s the best you’re gonna get, because I don’t have all the rest of that crap.” I grabbed a cold beer for myself.

Ella scrunched up her nose but shoved the cake in her mouth just the same. “Who is it tonight?”

“Jogger. He runs alone. Passes in front around 10PM.”

“So what’s the plan?”

“He thinks he’s safe in the dark, what with being a man.” I knocked back a good half my beer and belched. “He heads to the park and runs off track into the wooded area. No idea why. But good cover for us.”

“Simple and clean.” Ella picked up her duffle. “Got fresh empty blood bags. Small ice chest for the organs. Better organ preservation bags, since the last one leaked. Oh, and refills of Celsior solution.”

“Excellent.” I strapped on my knives, downed the rest of the beer, and tossed the can across the room into recycling. “Two points! Now let’s go get the man.”

Congratulations Winner Anne, Silver and Richard! Don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!

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