Monday Micro-fiction Story Contest – Hurricane Sandy

by Staff on October 29, 2012

in EXPERIMENTS, MICRO-FICTION

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Hurricane Sandy

Every Monday, we’ll be doing a series of collaborative competitions where an artist provides us with a photograph or a painting (or something else) and we will attach a short story of  250 words or less. We ask you to do the same and give us your best story of 250 words or less. We’ll have a guest judge each week who will weigh in and choose the winner. The winners shall then be eligible for entrance into the Eternal Hall of Fame.

This week’s image comes to us from the National Weather Service  entitled Hurricane Sandy. Click HERE to read our story and enter yours below in the COMMENTS (scroll to the bottom). We’ll announce the WINNER next Monday.

STORY: He reached toward the canvass, extending the tip of a butterfly brush, gently massaging the bristles in a counter clockwise motion to stir a turbulent patch of clouds that surged above the blue-black ocean.

He stepped back, and further back, and still far back, as he could go, within the narrow confines of his garage, filled as it was with old Christmas decorations,  boxes containing tax returns, and assorted sentimental memorabilia he had collected throughout his life. Why he could not bring himself to throw away a sixty ounce collector’s cup featuring the Omni-Coaster, the only upside down, standing, octo-cork-screw on the eastern seaboard, he had no idea.

He set the cup down. He leaned close to the painting, squinting into the wrath he had made there. Using a short slender brush made from a single hair of musk-ox, he drew a  little X where Hurricane Sandy would land.

{ 2 comments… read them below or add one }

Tony Shea November 9, 2012 at 10:24 pm

Fred you won the weekly Excelsior Award. Good stuff!!!

Fred Davis October 31, 2012 at 12:52 pm

As a third generation plumber, Sandy had seen all types of conditions when it comes to toilets. Very clean, needs some work, and how could you sit on that dirty bowl every day? This toilet was one of the grossest, most stained toilets he had ever witnessed. Brown stains, green stains, but yet, there was the blue water from the toilet bowl cleaner. With every flush, the occupants could hide a lot of the dirt with a blue covering that fooled them into thinking it was clean. This new clog, made them realize it was time for help.
After some attempts with the plunger, something he knew would not work, (he did get paid by the hour), Sandy got out the snake. A wonderful metal device that snakes down the pipes until it reaches the clog, to unjam the jam. Usually it was caused by too much toilet paper. Not very often was it a super-sized turd.
After some slow cranking of the snake down into the toilet, the clog was reached. Within minutes the toilet would be flushing again, swirling blue foamy water heading down a clear pipe.
As it swirled down, Sandy took a picture with his Cell Phone to add to the coffee table book he was working on, Toilets and Me. He never met a toilet he couldn’t fix.
Clean toilets are an option. Flushing toilets are a necessity.

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