I entered a short story competition that required me to write a 100 word short story in 24 hours. The story needed to meet three things, a theme (Comedy), a situation (Climbing a Mountain) and a word that needed to be used (Radar). It took me a while to find the right idea, and get it to work in a way I was happy with, but that’s not saying I didn’t enjoy the process, and the stories that didn’t make the cut. So, for the sake of creativity, here is the rejected 100 word stories I wrote..
Sometimes Flies Are Too Fast
“I think this whole thing is only partway into it’s first trimester, so we shouldn’t even begin holding our breath for some sort of result just yet.” Saffron says with a broad smile upon her face.
“It’s not a fucking pregnancy Saff, it’s a foreboding end to all the things we’ve come to expect as the one dominant race.”
She laughs. “Some dominant race we are, forced up into the mountains, without radar or GPS, no coffee, and no fucking POP-TARTS! So if I want to refer to this fucking thing like I would a pregnancy, I bloody well will!”