The volumes crooned at Marion from the shelves as she passed. She cradled one, stroking its spine. Reaching the end of the narrow aisle, she raised a hand to a rusty pull chain. “Time for supper!” she called as she yanked down.
A door at the roof flew open. The books took flight, their pages flapping in the sudden sunlight. Paperbacks and hardcovers jockeyed for positions.
Marion grinned through a sneeze. All those stray syllables always got in her nose, caking her nostrils with cast-off letters.
The books snapped up their meals of airborne words, digesting good words in their pages, building better and better stories.
Marion loved raising books.
FLASH! It’s Flash Friday, the day when Seeking New Earth authors write short stories up to 1000 words (“flash fiction”) or 110 words (“microfiction”). Both are sure to instigate the imagination and stimulate the synapses. Did you like what you read? Want to explore the story some more? Or maybe you want to try your own hand at some flash fiction? Leave us a comment below!
This particular microfiction was my first stab at it. I did write some microfiction this week, but was not pleased with the result. Thus, you get this “old” piece from me! It’s not really a story, though, and for that I have to say, “Arg!” It’s a neat picture, I think, but it’s not a story. There’s no conflict. It’s simply a picture… of course, so was “There Will Come Again Soft Rains” by Ray Bradbury, so I know that not every piece of fiction needs to be a story. 🙂