I don’t know if I ever told you guys, but I didn’t celebrate Thanksgiving this past year.
As they did the past few years, my family went to Connecticut. I, however, had to work at 5PM on Thanksgiving at my old job in Atlantic City. Therefore, I stayed alone in the ghost town of Sea Isle City, with nothing but a bowl of turkey, mashed potatoes, and stuffing from Wawa to warm my soul.
If that didn’t make you feel bad for me, consider the fact that I also had to work the 6:30AM shift on New Years Day, so I wasn’t able to go out for New Years Eve, or even stay awake to watch the ball drop for that matter.
I have since gotten a new, tremendously superior job, and am currently in the process of moving. But I still feel the need to make up for the lost holidays that my former job stole from me.
But there simply aren’t too many holidays out there. Cinco de Mayo has come and gone. The only real holiday coming up is Memorial Day, in which I will eat some barbecue. And that’s it until the Fourth of July, in which I will eat some more barbecue.
Well, Wednesday is National Flash Fiction Day in the U.K.
While I don’t live in the U.K., I do happen to love flash fiction. I once got a flash fiction piece published in a literary magazine*.
*Before you call me a show-off, consider the fact that this is the only thing I have ever seen published.
Old trusty Wikipedia defines flash fiction as “a style of fictional literature or fiction of extreme brevity. There is no widely accepted definition of the length of the category. Some self-described markets for flash fiction impose caps as low as three hundred words, while others consider stories as long as a thousand words to be flash fiction.”
In short*, it is just really brief fiction.
*See what I did there?
It also happens to be one of the only ways that I am able to write fiction. Unless something actually happens to me in real life, it is difficult for me to just come up with a scene out of the blue and have it go anywhere for more than a page or two.
That’s what I’ll do. This week, I will write one flash fiction piece per day and share it with you, my beloved readers.
I didn’t celebrate New Years Eve or Thanksgiving, but I am going to take an entire week to celebrate a U.K. holiday that may or may not exist and that no more than 1,000 people even know about.
Makes sense, right?
Anyway, I hope you like the change of pace for this week. And if you don’t, take a much-needed vacation from me and come back next week. By then I’ll be back to my normal nonfiction tales about my oh-so-exciting life.