THE TAYLOR PROJECT

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

WEEK #21

Shovel

The Taylor Project

“Ralph, is the Taylor project almost finished?” his supervisor asked.

“No!  We have been working on it for a long time, but it seems like we are getting no where with it.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because the hole is not getting any deeper. “

“That’s impossible!”

“I know, but I have the depth checked every few days and it never seems to change.”

“Let me measure it and see what I come up with.”

“Sure, go ahead, but you will get the same answer I got.”

Jackson got to the site late in the afternoon after the crew had already left to go home. He stepped toward the hole and the ground shook, he heard a grumbling noise, the area felt cold and he was having trouble breathing. He thought he heard a strange voice warning him to go away and he rushed to get back to his car feeling weak and beads of sweat dripped from his head , his body shook, and he could barely get in his car.  As he drove away he thought he saw a huge black mass of clouds hovering over the construction site.

“What did you find out when you checked the site yesterday?” Ralph asked.

“Nothing, but I’ve decided to close the project and have everyone work on the Monroe project.”

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WHO AM I

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 05-16 through 05-22-2017

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WHO AM I

I slowly opened my eyes, looked around and could see tubes leading from a hanging bag down to my arms.

A machine near my head broke the silence in the room every few seconds.

A woman dressed in white walked into the room and spoke to me.  She called me Anna.

I tried to think of my name, but nothing came to mind!  Could I be Anna?

A man walked in dressed in white also. He told me I had come in contact with an unusual plant, white, and very poisonous.

I learned that I was in a hospital, the woman in white was a nurse, and the man was a doctor.

The doctor told me my memory had been profoundly affected and there would be a lot of things I could not remember.

He did, however, assure me that within a few days, my memories would be restored.

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A SIMPLE MEAL

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 05-09 through 05-15-2017

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A Simple Meal

A perfect place for the meeting.

A beautiful day, table set, atmosphere perfect, and privacy beyond measure.

He arrived on time ready to complete the transaction.

I watched as he gleefully placed the paper in front of me and handed me his pen.

I carefully moved it aside and asked that he please share one more meal with me.

He hesitated briefly, but graciously accepted my offer.

The meal was served and he ate in haste.

So sad, he rushed to end his life with just a simple meal.

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STRANDED

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

Hiker

STRANDED

Aaron slowly walked along the rocky landscape as he scanned the water for any sign of a ship or boat.

Part of his boat was still intact after a storm pushed it to shore, but it was not seaworthy.

He spent three days exploring the island and trying to decide what he would do if no one came for him.

He had used all of his supplies that were on his boat and only had a few things left in his backpack.

Using tree limbs and his cigarette lighter, he built fires in hopes of attracting attention from a ship or plane, but the few that came by, did not see the fire.

Once again, he built a fire in hopes of someone seeing it, and to keep warm.

The fire was in full blaze when a helicopter flew over the area, and he knew he would finally be rescued.

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THE CELLAR EXPERIENCE

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 04-04 through 04-10-2017

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The Cellar Experience

Carlton and Savannah woke up to the odor of smoke.

The trees were burning and the fire moved quickly with the wind in the direction of their house.

They rushed to the children’s room and met them racing down the hall with large frightful eyes. Alex was desperately trying to hold  their puppy as he squirmed in his arms.

Carlton hurriedly ushered everyone down stairs to the cellar.  He knew they would not have time to escape the fire..

It was dark in the cellar, but he had a flashlight he always kept by the door.

They huddled together waiting, praying and hoping for help to arrive in time.

Carlton’s mother had notified the fire department when she did not hear from him. She knew they could be in danger when she heard about the fire.

The fire trucks arrived, put out the fire and everyone rescued.

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WE WERE TOLD IT COULD NOT BE DONE

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Week of 01-17 through 01-23-2017

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We Were Told It Could Not Be Done

“Do you believe it?”  Cutter said.

“No!  I’m looking right at it and I don’t believe it” Sawman exclaimed.

“We have cut and sawed on this tree all day.  Yet, it seems to have grown bigger and stronger with each passing hour!” they said in amazement.

The tree just laughed with the whispers of the wind and covered the workers with shade.

Little did they know,  that the tree was a secret scientific project of the boy who lived in the house it stood beside.

The boy was known as the genius of the neighborhood.

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THE FERRY RIDE

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 01-10 through 01-16-2017

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The Ferry Ride

“Autumn, I can’t believe you wanted to ride the ferry today!”  Brook complained.

“Because we only have three days to spend here and I’ve never ridden a ferry before.”

“Well, did you notice the snow falling from the sky?  It might be the reason we are the only passengers.”

“Brook, where are we going?  The ferry should have stopped back there.” Autumn yelled.

“I don’t know!  The captain told us to sit down and be quiet.”

“Now what?  It’s snowing so hard I can barely see where I’m walking.  I can’t believe he made us get off!”  Brook said fearfully.

“What’s wrong, Autumn?”

“I slipped on the snow and I think I broke my leg.”

“Do you have your phone?”

“No, But I still have that silly whistle you gave me as a gag  gift.”

“Thanks again for the whistle.  It was loud enough to get us some help.”  Autumn said smiling.

“Are you ready to ride the ferry again?”

“Very funny!  I’m just glad the man is going to jail for stealing it.”

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ANNA, MY LOVE

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Week of 01-03 through 01-09-2017

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Anna, My Love

Anna, I sit here surrounded by beauty, but with a heavy heart and a mind full of wonderful memories.

This is our special “place” and it will always be so.

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, but love leaves memories no one can steal.

Often times the memories sneak out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks, especially today.  I have our wedding day sealed in my heart.

We were so happy and looked forward to a long and wonderful life together.

I miss your sweet smile, your winning personality and your pure love of life.

I know one day we will be together once again, but until then, I will always keep you close to my heart and come here to “our” place to share it with you the only way I know how.

Sending loving thoughts to you on this very special day my love.

John

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SUMMER HILL VACATION

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 12-20 through 12-26-2016

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Summer Hill Vacation

“Kaden, I smell smoke, ” Allison said as she woke from a nap.

“Yes, it is smoke!  There is a fire down in the valley and the wind is blowing in this direction.  We need to leave immediately or we might get trapped up here.”

“Oh my gosh!  Look at that, it’s huge and so close.  Can we make it down in time?”

“Look out, Kaden!  That tree is falling!”

“We can go down the other way.”

“What’s that Kaden?”

“I think it’s a flat tire. We have to go the rest of the way by foot.”

“I can’t stop coughing she said,”  as Kaden caught her before she fell.

They looked up and saw a truck pull up beside them and a man told them to get in.

Reaching the bottom of the mountain to safety they looked in horror as the fire continued to spread in the other direction when the wind changed.

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