Waking Up Warm

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It's been a cold and snowy time for a lot of people this late fall/early winter.  Many are without power and are expected to continue to be without it for a while longer.  I'm sure lots of them would go to great lengths to wake up to the view above.  Write a little Flashy Fiction what your protagonist went through to escape the cold and wake up warm.

THE MORNING AFTER

It's the morning after Christmas (and I don't let Christmas go that easily). It's called Boxing Day. So in the clean up and discarding of torn wrapping and cardboard boxes, you find one gift that had gone unopened. There's a note:

"Sorry this one got lost in the numbers. In my haste, it had inadvertently gone undelivered. You became the last stop for the year. If this caused you any embarrassment or inconvenience, I'll make up for it next year. Merry Christmas!

Mr. C"

What was the gift? Was it expected? Or was it a total surprise? There is Christmas magic that lasts the whole year. This is a bit of it. Your Flash Fiction concerns this last gift of Christmas!

Your Christmas Wish

What would you wish for if you could sit on Santa's knee and whisper your one big dream to him?  What was it you asked for as a child? Did you get it? How did you feel when you did or did not?

THE BELL RINGER

"Santa" stands in front of the shopping plaza ringing his bell. People pass by without even a cursory glance.
The Santa sees all kinds of things in his observations.
There's a surprised look on his face.

Write a piece that reflects this look. What does he see?
Is it good or bad? Give it a twist and you be the Santa. What strikes you? Write your thoughts into your Flashy Fiction.

Everyone had a little story to tell. Tell yours.

A Wintery Stroll

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Returning to an apparently abandoned path from earlier this summer, you find the path lit with Christmas lights.  Do you simply bask in the glow as you stroll down the now-lit walkway?  Maybe you're more guarded now, knowing that the location isn't as disused as you thought?  Where are you headed on this wintery night?

LET THE CAROLS RING

The Christmas rush is upon us and here in Buffalo, New York, the signs came early. Christmas music began playing 24/7 at 11:59 PM on October 31st. So by now, I've heard all of the songs at least once. I'm sure by now, most of you have too!

But in keeping with the season, here is your prompt for today. Turn your radio to the local station that is providing your Christmas spirit via song. The song that is currently playing (No scrolling for a good one) is the title of your piece of flash fiction. Write a story behind that song or use that song as inspiration for a totally different piece although retaining the title and the essence of the song.

God, Rest Ye Merry... and write your Flashy Fiction!

A Cozy Igloo

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This pic shows a cozy looking igloo in a pristine field of snow, the glow of light and warmth emanating from the tiny dwelling.  Write a little Flashy Fiction about this igloo.  Is it a planned dwelling?  An escape from the hustle and bustle of city living?  Maybe it was an emergency shelter to survive a storm.  Maybe, it wasn't even built by the protagonist.  Maybe it is where he finds himself after being rescued by the igloo's owner.

Head of the Table?

  Bad dog or head of the table?  Are they "man's best friend" or are they secretly our masters?  They aren't the ones picking up our poop, right?  Write a little Flashy Fiction with a dog at the "head of the table."  Maybe you could write it from the dog's perspective.