A writer - J. M. Strother, a member of the writer's forum I frequent (though not as frequently as I would like), suggested Fridays become the days for fostering fiction - flash fiction in particular.
The idea, as described here, #fictionfriday, is to post a 500-word or less story on your blog - and then Tweet the fact, including a link to the story and the #fictionfriday tag.
The purpose - to increase visibility. Never a bad thing.
The below lies somewhere between experimental and flash. Enjoy.
Stupid, stupid, stupid...just stupid, that's what it is...I mean I didn't mean to...it's just that...she surprised me is all...she wasn't supposed to be there...and it wasn't deliberate...I didn't mean to rip her dress like that...she should have let me know she was coming back...look, I work hard, I keep her and her kid, it's not like it's even my own kid...I do right by them...it's not so much to ask...a little relaxation for myself, is it?...it was her screaming at me like that...if she didn't scream at me it wouldn't have happened...it wasn't my fault...why did she have to go screaming like that?...now she wants to move out, keep the kid away from me...I mean, it's just a dress...no real harm done...yeah...it was stupid of me...stupid of me to wear hers...I told her I wouldn't do it again...
