#LastLineFirst – A #FlashFiction Challenge: Week 16

last line firstGreetings on this Bank Holiday Monday! I hope you’ve had/are having a lovely day – wherever you are. I’ve got five minutes before I have to put the kids to bed so I’ll keep this brief … This is flash-fiction we’re talking about after all!

Your last line prompt this week comes from Stillness by Denise. I picked it because it grabbed me with its urgency.

Remember, you have until midnight (BST) on Sunday 3 May to comment on this post with your ≤200 word flash-fictions, and you can change the prompt however you see fit. For a full run-down of the rules and easy access to previous challenges and their stories please visit this page.

So, here’s your new first line:

Today the still small voice must be heard.

Happy flashing!

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3 Responses to #LastLineFirst – A #FlashFiction Challenge: Week 16

  1. Denise says:

    Heartbreak
    164 words

    Today the still small voice would be heard.
    She lay quiet, listening to the steady sighing of his breath.
    Outside the first birds roused by the gentle lifting of darkness, tested their neighbours’ wakefulness. Soon others would wake and add their tentative chirps and chattering to the chorus. And the quiet would be broken. The morning would begin and she would have to turn her thoughts away from the night, and look to the day. This was not to be an easy day for her, most certainly not for him. He would not understand and she would not be able to explain it to him. There would be tears and anger and heartbreak. She watched him sleep, sadness like stone deep inside her. She could leave now and not face the storm of anguish but she knew she would not. She would wait for this man, who she loved more than life itself, to wake and then she would break his heart and hers.

    @denisesprrwhwk

  2. Paul says:

    Listen and Learn (198 words)
    @mikanopy

    Today the still small voice must be heard. I have so much to say; so much to share; so much to teach them, and their exam is soon.

    But how? How can I make them listen? They never listen… No one ever really does. My voice often falls on deaf ears. And even when they do hear me, they don’t REALLY hear me; or they just don’t understand me.

    The life of a high school teacher is never easy. These kids always know best, so they don’t care what it is I say; and even the ones that do care about their results don’t really listen… Just enough to get by.

    Does it reflect badly on me? All the other teachers in this school have a similar experience in their classes, so I don’t think so. It’s not like I haven’t tried different strategies; come up with new ways of teaching them so they are more engaged.

    Don’t get me wrong; I love this job! I can see that some of what I say gets through. I just hope it sinks in; stays with them. I just hope I am making a big difference to these people’s lives.

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