Tiffany White was the winner of the Hysteria 2020 flash fiction competition with her piece ‘Working Title’ published in the Hysteria 7 anthology. Based in Swansea, Wales, 57-year-old artist Tiffany H White (LGBTQ) began writing in 2020 to combat lockdown dementia. Her work “Field Post 37560” received 2nd place in the International Festival of Human Rights Art of Creative Unity Award 2020.
Jupiter is the stormiest planet. It has weather patterns that change quickly, so you never know what swirly clouds might hide.
It is separated from Earth by the asteroid belt – hard and dangerous to reach.
This week, I’d like to welcome Mandy Huggins back to the Woman on the Edge of Reality. Mandy first appeared here after taking part in the Hysteria Writing Competition and then volunteering as a judge in the flash fiction contest. She is an award winning writer of flash and short fiction and this is Mandy’s first anthology of Flash Fiction.
Hi, this week I’d like to welcome Gail Aldwin to the Thursday Throng. Gail writes every day and loves to see her stories change direction and become more textured through redrafting and editing. Alongside the slog of completing a novel, she enjoys playing with short fiction and poetry.
And we’re off! First up, flash fiction – for the Sixth International Hysteria Writing Competition, that means two hundred and fifty words with the very loose theme “things of interest to women.”
So, what if you could spend five minutes with an award-winning, flash fiction writer and get her to share her top three tips? And, maybe a proven story generator too?
We did it for you.
My heart sank.
I watched it go. It fought hard to keep afloat. I took my boathook, knocked back its jellyfish pulses. I had to make sure. Cracked, it bubbled silver as it dropped, an aspirin fizz then one toxic gulp like mercury breaking from a thermometer. It stopped struggling after that, twisted, turned in the tug of the tide, spiralling slowly down into the deep dark.
Our Flash Fiction category winning entry in the Hysteria 2015 writing competition was He Loves Me, Not by Gayle Letherby.
Flash Fiction goes by many names: micro fiction, sudden fiction, short short stories, skinny stories (no fat allowed) and postcard fiction. I gather in China it translates to a palm-sized smoke because it should only last as long as a cigarette (thanks Wikipedia).
If you head to the woods you’d spot it immediately, there on the left hand side of the path that brushes past the briars. It’s only tiny, easily missed if you don’t know where to look, but once you see it you never forget.