I couldn’t believe this, I’d worked so hard on this
presentation, spent all of my savings to make the prototypes, quit my boring
yet stable day job and my one and only chance for backing had fallen asleep
while his sidekick was badgering me as I poured my heart and soul out to this
boardroom full of vultures. My palms were sweaty, my business suit felt as if
it was boa constrictor attacking me. I swear I was either going to faint, cry
or throw up any minute now, or all three. Perhaps I’d throw my pointer at my
inquisitioner.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Flash Fiction Friday
Welcome to this week’s Flash Fiction Friday. A picture may be worth a thousand words but not for us. We have a picture about which we write a story of 100 words, no more and no less. I am joined by some fabulous writers today who give their take on a picture. To see the picture and the other members click this blog link: Flasher Fiction Friday
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8 comments:
Oh no!! He should smack him with his pen. Hope he doesn't get sick. That certainly wouldn't get him the job. Loved it!!
How cute! The first sentence runs on atad, but it conveys his frustration, much like mine would be. I can see a young entrepreneur with uncontrollable excitement. Loved it. Throw the point and don't throw up:) xo
Fantastic take on the pic..I say throw the pointer..LOL
Thank you ladies!
I debated about the long sentence but I wanted to convey the frustration and panic :-)
OMG I'd have wanted to smack him round the face. Wonderful flasher
Very nice Venus!! Well done. I love all the descriptions. Fantastic flash.
Kick him under the table! Loved this little story in so few words!
He should take his backup home and spank him. Naughty boy. Loved the flash!
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