Day: December 31, 2012

Daily Flash Fiction Challenge 30: Shooting Stars

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This is the 30th in a series of 365 Flash Fiction stories I’m writing. You can find out more about the challenge here.

Shooting Stars, by Jonathan L. Lawrence, 31st December 2012

Word count: 602

Theme: holidays, disasters, time of your life, winning

The story:

Travel the world they said.

See amazing sights. Experience new things.

Yeah, right!

George was currently digging through a pile of mud looking for a key. It had been one disaster after another, repeatedly.

So far he’d been arrested in France, apparently he looked just like a French thief, it was two days, and heavy leaning by the consulate, before they were finally convinced his Britishness wasn’t feigned.

In Italy he’d tripped over a rug in Vatican city, knocking over a lamp in the process, which set fire to a wall hanging, which turned out to be three hundred and eight seven years old. Again, he was arrested, but finally they had to acknowledge that the cleaners hadn’t put the rug back properly the morning of the incident.

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Daily Flash Fiction Challenge 29: Punched Drunk

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This is the 29th in a series of 365 Flash Fiction stories I’m writing. You can find out more about the challenge here.

Punched Drunk, by Jonathan L. Lawrence, 31st December 2012

Word count: 631

Theme: heroes gone bad, sports stars, drunks, shenanigans

The story:

“Duck, duck, dodge, pivot,” Harry Carlos called out.

The kid in the ring dropped his fists and walked towards the ring.

“This isn’t fighting old man,” he said, snottily. Just then his sparring partner hit him across the side of the head. Not so hard, but it sent the young man sprawling.  He jumped back up and tried to hit the sparring partner, repeatedly, and missed every time as the sparring partner ducked, and dodged it.

“This is fighting, punk,” the old man in question called up into the ring. “You’ve got a strong punch kid, but you’re not fast enough, and if you don’t learn to avoid punches, this will happen.”

“What?” the kid said turning, and then the sparring partner punched him again.

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