Category Archives: Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers

2017 A.D.

James Hendricks was faced with a quandary. His son JJ had found a photograph. 

“What is this image, Dad?”

James tried to explain, to the very best of his ability. ” It’s a image of a tree being killed son..”

“What is a tree, Dad?”

And therein was the puzzle James Hendricks was faced with. How to explain this to a boy, whose generation had never known about what had happened on the surface? 

” They were another life form that had populated the surface of this planet, son”

“What happened..?” the boy asked, a little scared now, for the fate of a organism he had never seen.

” Our ancestors decided that they were more beneficial to us fallen and broken rather than alive. They didn’t have voices, so they didn’t protest.  The consequences were more..severe  than our ancestors thought. We were forced to retreat underground.

“When did this happen, Father?” JJ asked.

“A long time ago son, we used to call it 2017 A.D.”

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge entry. Many thanks to Priceless Joy.

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Shivangi Singh. Thank you Shivangi for the photo prompt!


Different

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers is hosted by Priceless Joy. This week’s photo prompt is provided by, Sonya, from the blog, Only 100 Words.

“It’s a pain to be different”, Victor said.

” Being different is a part of one’s life, it is what sets you apart “, came the reply.

Victor reverted, saying “I never asked for an unnaturally high IQ, it just makes me stand out, and not in a good way.”

” Sometimes you need to come to terms with what the gifts that nature has bestowed upon you before you understand their value, let’s go to the new zoo, Victor, it’ll help you forget all this. ”

At the zoo Victor saw a stunning peacock, which wasn’t exactly normal, either.

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” Victor, do you know what is wrong with that peacock? “Victor’s eidetic memory kicked in and he said, ” Yes, it is a partial loss of multiple pigments , called leucism, commonly mistaken as albinism, which is just the loss of melanin. ”

Even as Victor said that he realized, that the peacock’s disorder was also the source of its unnatural beauty.

” I don’t think it’s such a pain, to be different.”

It turns out that white peacock’s are extremely rare in nature, and occur largely due to selective breeding. Which is why I had to make up a zoo in the story, whereas under normal circumstances I am quite against animal captivity.

The condition called leucism is real and is the reason why we have white tigers.(one of the most majestic animals in my opinion)You can read about leucism here.

The inspiration for Victor’s eidetic memory and exteme intellect is based upon a condition called savantism. According to Wikipedia,

“Savant syndrome is a condition in which a person with a mental disability, such as an autism spectrum disorder, demonstrates profound and prodigious capacities or abilities far, in excess of what would be considered normal.”

Which is the basis my premise that he would be having a lot of difficulty fitting in.

Let me know what you think. 🙂

The Circle of Life

The circle of life is strange indeed. For the longest time my dream was to own a car. Sadly my financial situation was dire. I got one eventually, and boy did it stand out. Everything about it was special to me. It’s weird paintjob, the strange noises it made at times, everything. For a long time it was my most important possession. Sadly, it’s in the nature of dreams that they change and grow. I had to sell my prized possession to pay off a loan, a loan that gave birth to another dream. The dream grew and washed away my poverty. It inducted me into the societal elite.
I am a old man now, can’t really see much. My son has forced me to come to step out, he says he has a surprise for me. As we drive towards our old home, I see it, it is as if my vision has returned just enough to see it once more. As I sit once more in the front seat of the car, which was one of the first dreams I saw, the first of many, I know, that the circle of life is a strange thing indeed

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