Microfiction Monday
By amy ross. Filed in microfiction |Tags: cute dog, flash fiction, microfiction, shih tzu, short short
oh hey, classes are (almost) over, so I’m trying to get back on the horse. the blog horse. you know. anyway, we read some micro-fiction in my workshop this semester, and I was inspired to give it a shot. god willing, this will become a regular feature, and you can all watch me struggle with a brand new genre. be nice.
White Lie
When I was a kid, my aunt had this dog I just loved. Pretty little lap dog, all big eyes and fluffy fur – like a toy come to life. I only saw him a few times a year, but when we visited, I’d take him for walks and chase him up and down the stairs. Then one time when we visited, he wouldn’t run up the stairs anymore. Couldn’t get up on the couch without help.
Then next time I visited, my aunt told me the dog had gotten old, so she sent him away to live on a farm. Well, you’ve probably heard this story before – the classic thing grown-ups say to kids so they don’t have to tell them a pet died.
But when you’re a kid, you don’t know about those stories, and it doesn’t occur to you that anyone is trying to protect you. So for years, I walked around thinking my aunt was some kind of horrible person who’d give away a sick, old dog.
Tuesday, May 11th 2010 at 2:30 pm |
ha. I like that last line. this piece reminds me of how much I hate lying to my kids, even about things like santa claus, but especially in this way–this “make things softer so the child doesn’t get hurt” kind of way. cool blog feature!
Tuesday, May 11th 2010 at 4:58 pm |
wait, what are you saying about santa claus??? *childhood crashes down around me*
yeah, I dunno, I really like the idea of microfiction, but I have a feeling every monday I’m going to be like arrrrrrrrgh wtf am I going to write about? but I think making it a regular assignment will be good for me, even if I never produce anything stunning.
Tuesday, May 11th 2010 at 5:08 pm |
oh, well I mean…I hate lying like saying that santa won’t bring them something if they’re naughty. ’cause let’s face it, santa is a freakin’ softie.
Tuesday, May 11th 2010 at 6:34 pm |
hahahahaha oh dude I TOTALLY knew what you meant, I was kidding around as if you had spoiled *my* memory of santa. and I totally thought, I should make it more obvious that I’m kidding. Should listen to that voice…
Tuesday, May 11th 2010 at 7:17 pm |
oh dear. I knew you were joking. so then *I* was joking, like…I was covering up for almost spoiling your memory of santa. lol. well, this was fun. I would do some microfiction mondays with you, but I would suck and then I would feel dumb, lol. god forbid I should feel dumb…
Tuesday, May 11th 2010 at 7:23 pm |
let’s never speak of this again.
Tuesday, May 11th 2010 at 8:01 pm |
speak of what?