11/1 – Flash Fiction Entry – Rage

Please use the phrase: Please call me back

300 words or less

Hunter stared as he spun his wedding ring on the white formica desk and watched it spin until it slowed down rattled flat.  He rubbed his eyes and sighed.   He opened the desk drawer to the left of him, looking at the divorce papers from his wife.  He had not signed them yet.  He picked up the phone, started dialing her but stopped.  Hunter’s boss leaned out of the doorway to is office.

 “Come into my office Myers.” said Mr. Donatelli.

Hunter got up and walked into his boss’s office.

“Sit down”, Mr. Donatelli said.

Hunter sat down.

“What’s going on Jim?” Hunter said.

“You screwed it, you completely screwed it.” Mr. Donatelli said. “The Independence Bank loan, they pulled the deal because you didn’t file the paperwork in time.  They went with Caleb, they closed with them.  What the hell happened?”

“I was in traffic.  I couldn’t get to the county clerk.  I left you a message.  I called Pete asking him to help since he was also on the account.” Hunter said.

“Pete didn’t say anything about it.  Nonetheless,   have to let you go Hunter.  This is crippling to us”

“But Jim…”

“No…pack your desk and go”

Tears began to well up in Hunter’s eyes.  He gritted his teeth and walked out of Jim’s office.

“Hey man”, Pete said when he saw Hunter.

“You prick”, Hunter said.

He ran to Pete and punched him in the mouth knocking him down.  Hunter grabbed the phone receiver and began bashing Pete’s face in with it. 

“I left you six messages…please call me back, please call me back, Pete please call me back!” Hunter shouted and hit Pete with each utterance.

The office security team converged on Hunter and dragged him off of Pete whose face was bloody and beaten.

Word Count: 299

 

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10/28 – Flash Fiction Entry – Thief

Tom sat in the back of the deli and watched the tape. 

“Goddamit.” Tom said out loud in the empty room. 

He wringed his fingers and put his hands against his forehead.

He pressed the rewind button and watched it again.  Each time Tom left the counter, Jason would sneak a few dollars out of the register and put them in his pocket.  Tom watched the video for the fourth time then walked out of the back room.  At the counter Jason was slicing ham for a customer.

“Hey Merle.” Tom said and waved.

“Hey Tom, what’s doin’?” Merle answered.

“Nothing much, just the ham today?”

“Yep”

Jason took the meat off the slicer and weighed it.  He pressed a button, took the sticker and stuck it on the paper.  Tom watched Jason walk from the scale to the register.  Jason rang it up.

“That’s 5 and a quarter.” Jason said.

Merle handed him exact change and took his ham.

“See you guys.” Merle said.

Merle walked out.  Tom motioned for Jason to follow him.

“Come in the back kiddo.” Tom said.

“Sure Tom, what’s up” Jason said. 

“Just come on.”

“Ok, do I need a lawyer?” Jason asked jokingly.

“No you don’t.” Tom said.

Jason sat at the table in the back and saw the video.  The images on the tape incriminated him.

“I don’t know what to say Tom, I’m so sorry.” Jason said.

“There’s nothing to say Jason.  You’re fired.” Tom said.

Jason took off his apron and handed it to Tom.  Tom looked down at Jason’s pockets.  He removed the singles and placed them on the table.

“Get out.” Tom said.

Jason walked out the back door as Tom picked up the money.  Tom locked the back door and returned to the front of the deli.

Six Sentence Sunday – 11/04/2012

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Happy Sunday,

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This six comes from my 2012 NaNoWriMo Entry that I’m currently working on.  It started from this short flash fiction piece on writing.com, and I’ve decided to expand on the Warlock character.  This is very early in the piece where the character is being introduced.

Please enjoy.

Arthur took a mug from the cabinet and placed it on the Formica counter.  He went to the fridge, grabbed the cream and poured some sweet n lo into his mug.  He took a spoon from the drawer under the counter, stirred his coffee and sat down at the kitchen table.  Arthur flipped his laptop open and began reading the news on the web.  He sipped his coffee and kept taking mental notes of the clock on the bottom tool bar of the computer.

“I really don’t want to go there”, he said to himself.

 As always, feel free to leave a comment or a correction.  I welcome all criticism and use it to learn and become better at this craft.

See you next Sunday!

Rob

Six Sentence Sunday – 9/09/2012

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This six is a continuation of last week’s entry, my very short flash fiction piece that I entered on writing.com.

The Warlock and Vanessa remain in his tower, he holds her body close, as his spell has seemingly taken her over.  To read the prior entries leading to this one, just check out my last few Six Sunday entries throughout this blog.

Enjoy.

She opened her mouth and bared her fangs.  She bit into the warlock’s neck and drank his blood until he was dead.  His body hit the floor at Vanessa’s feet.  She picked up his cane then wiped the blood from her lips and opened the door leading out of the tower.  Vanessa looked back at the dead warlock.

“Your magic was worthless, madman”, Vanessa said.

 As always, feel free to leave a comment or a correction.  I welcome all criticism and use it to learn.

See you next Sunday!

Rob

#SixSunday – 9/02/2012

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Happy Sunday,

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This six is a continuation of last week’s entry, my very short flash fiction piece that I entered on writing.com.

The Warlock and Vanessa remain in his tower.

Enjoy.

As he chanted, Vanessa became entranced.   The warlock loosened the ropes from her wrists and lifted her up, holding her body close to his.  He struggled to keep her upright and in motion with his own movement.  They danced in the moonlight.  The warlock kissed her neck.  Vanessa’s eyes opened.

 As always, feel free to leave a comment or a correction.  I welcome all criticism and use it to learn.

See you next Sunday!

Rob