Lanchashire Authors Assoication Flash Fiction Competition
LANCASHIRE AUTHORS' ASSOCIATION
Lancashire Authors Association
OPEN FLASH FICTION COMPETITION
A STORY IN EXACTLY 100 WORDS
The Lancashire Authors Association is proud to announce that it will again be running its flash fiction competition.
This year our sponsor is one of our valued members.
Full competition details may be found on our website
or by writing to:
LAA 100Word, 1 Chatsworth Court, Chorley Lancashire, PR6 9SA or by email to email@example.com
LANCASHIRE AUTHORS ASSOCIATION
Entries are £2.00 each or three for £5.00. Click the Paypal button below to pay.
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OPEN FLASH FICTION COMPETITION
Closing Date 31st January 2020
And the winner is...
Open Flash Fiction Competition 2020
Lesley Atherton author and publisher, based in Chorley.
The Winner is:
Kathryn Barton of Lyndhurst, Hants.
Love at First Phobia
Jasmine has phobias: darkness; spiders; feathers; rice crispies; men. She sleeps with the light on, breakfasts on toast and works in a convent, alert for aggressive arachnids and moulting pigeons, unaware that she is beautiful.
The chapel suffers woodworm: while the nuns endure obligatory silence, Jasmine meets Steve, a specialist. He taps the panelling; disturbs a spider. Jasmine bolts for the door, crashing into Steve, who got there first. ‘Sorry,’ his arms tighten around her, ‘can’t stand spiders.’
They hold hands for mutual support. Mother Superior, shamelessly peeking, chuckles loudly. She will do penance for breaking silence; it’s worth it.
Other finalists are:
Gail Warrick Cox ‘The Long Way’
Gail Warrick Cox ‘Mary Jane’
Lesley Evans ‘ In the Eyes of a Child’
Anne Lawson ‘Haddock by Any Other Name’
Della Millward ‘A Once in a Lifetime Date’
Hannah Cole ‘The True Story of Mummy’s Birthday
Tracy Davidson ‘Twister’
Lancashire Authors’ Association are deeply grateful to Lesley Atherton for her sponsorship of this competition, and wish to thank all competitors for taking the time to enter.
Winner of the Open Flash Fiction 100 word story 2020
Kathryn tells me she left school as soon as possible, only too happy to hang up her slate and chalk, vowing to eschew any form of further education, but always wanting to write.
A decade ago Kathryn made a complete volte face, now possesses a BA (Hons) and an MA (Distinction) in Creative Writing and is a Master of Philosophy.
For the MPhil she produced a collection of short stories set in the New Forest, together with an academic thesis.
Kathryn prefers to write light humorous pieces: She would rather like to be the next P.G.Wodehouse.
Kathryn is a member of Waterside Writers.
Lesley Atherton, states on her website:
‘It is our mission to help writers get their words off the computer and out into the world.’
If you check out the website you will see she has done this for many aspiring writers. If you count yourself in that category then get in touch.
Lesley’s choice of winner and why.
“I decided to award first place to ‘Love at First Phobia’. I made this decision for a number of reasons. It is quirky and heartwarming and I am deeply charmed by anything quirky. More importantly there are a number of questions the piece raises, ensuring that the depth of the writing and the story told go much further than the 100 word limit. It is an effective standalone piece of writing, but also a sweet introduction to a love story. The reader is intrigued to discover what happens next. Once the new couple hold hands they won’t return to simply being two people who work in the same place.
"Finally ‘Love at First Phobia’ contained some really succinct writing and is a story both in itself and in the making. Congratulations!"
Thank you also to the other finalists. Their writing transcends the limitations of this extremely challenging format in which scenes are set, characters built and events related – all within such a tiny number of words.
Well done everyone!
Open Competition 2020
Below you can read the 100 word stories from six of the other finalists.
Twister By Tracy Davidson
They find her car sooner than I’d thought, courtesy of a tornado tearing the barn away. Of her body there’s no sign. Hopefully the vortex deposited her in a swamp somewhere. I picture her being torn apart by alligators. It’s a nice picture.
The police ask me to identify the car. I don my sad face and nod. They drive me home. Her body lies on our front lawn, still intact. The tornado dropped her practically at our door. My fingerprints around her throat, ring imprint vivid on her cheek.Handcuffs slapped around wrists are as cold as my heart.