More of my flash fiction is out this week in Pound of Flash. This particular piece, Twenty Questions, really is a micro-fiction piece at 163 words. It’s the second smallest snippet of fiction I’ve written (the other is 100 words exactly).
There are so many benefits of flash fiction: a quick-fix read for those with short attention spans; an outlet for a writer who has an interesting, but not fully-fledged story concept that would be better as a vignette; a fun, quirky, little piece leading up to a punchline etc. Why not write it up as a poem then? I suppose for me, it depends. Some ideas could work well as both, but generally I find that dialogue works better as fiction and abstract ideas as verse… or prose-poetry, or fictionesque-verse… or a boundary-crossing mishmash. What happens if you try to do too many things at once? The birth of a linguistic mongrel!