In my last post, I took part in a flash fic challenge for hurricane relief, organised by the fabulous Sarah Brentyn.
It is a blog-based challenge, and as not everyone maintains a blog, Sarah has confirmed that flash fics posted on host blogs will also count towards hurricane relief. I'm very honoured to be posting some other #Flash4Storms flash fic submissions here, and I hope you enjoy them.
This submission is by the brilliant Hope Denney:
Once upon a time (like right now), there were two women (none of you know them) who lived several seas apart. They battled all the monsters of yore (spiders, snakes, and improperly fitting undergarments) along with the monsters of now (workplace drama, too many dreams but not enough time, and improperly behaved selves). They didn’t always succeed with a lot of panache. In fact, there was often clumsiness, tears, and lots of swearing along the way. With each other’s support, dragons looked more like lizards and each believed a fairy tale ending was within reach.
This story was written in honor of those two women (again, people, social media is a big place and you don’t know them…gah!) and all the women who support the journeys of other women.
She seemed ordinary enough.
Unremarkable. Earthbound.
Early in life's journey, she'd entrusted pieces of herself to those she loved to make their travels easier.
Gifted feather after feather until her beautiful wings were almost bare.
She didn't mind. There was magic in watching her friends fly.
It is a blog-based challenge, and as not everyone maintains a blog, Sarah has confirmed that flash fics posted on host blogs will also count towards hurricane relief. I'm very honoured to be posting some other #Flash4Storms flash fic submissions here, and I hope you enjoy them.
This submission is by the brilliant Hope Denney:
Once upon a time (like right now), there were two women (none of you know them) who lived several seas apart. They battled all the monsters of yore (spiders, snakes, and improperly fitting undergarments) along with the monsters of now (workplace drama, too many dreams but not enough time, and improperly behaved selves). They didn’t always succeed with a lot of panache. In fact, there was often clumsiness, tears, and lots of swearing along the way. With each other’s support, dragons looked more like lizards and each believed a fairy tale ending was within reach.
This story was written in honor of those two women (again, people, social media is a big place and you don’t know them…gah!) and all the women who support the journeys of other women.
She seemed ordinary enough.
Unremarkable. Earthbound.
Early in life's journey, she'd entrusted pieces of herself to those she loved to make their travels easier.
Gifted feather after feather until her beautiful wings were almost bare.
She didn't mind. There was magic in watching her friends fly.
I don't know why I'm surprised. Hope is an amazing writer. But this... You can tell her she made me cry. This is gorgeous. Thank you, Hope, for writing. And thank you, Ree, for hosting her entry. Much love to you both. đ
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