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Today’s low-budget flash fiction is the second half of a ‘double feature’

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The 100-word flash fiction installment today was inspired by familiar scenes from crime “B” movies from the 1940s and later.   A “B” movie was a low-budget film, generally starring less-than-well-known actors.  The movies were intended to be the second–and less publicized–films in double features.  By the late 1960s double features disappeared from most theaters, except drive-ins and the need for “B” movies declined.  The term survives, particularly among baby boomer film fans.  I didn’t copy this  story from a movie, but I could have.

‘B’ Movie Plot

Dashing off the curb, the teenager ripped open the car door and jumped into the passenger seat.   He aimed a small caliber semi-automatic at the driver.

Al Marino was unperturbed. “Jacking cars, kid? That’s no way to make a living.   Know who I am? I could use someone like you.”

“Pull around the corner,” the young man said.

“Sure, kid.”   Marino turned the luxury sedan and stopped.   “You’re making a mistake.”

“No mistake. I ain’t no ‘jacker. This is for my sister you got hooked on smack. Now she’s a ’ho’.”

Marino thought the kid wouldn’t shoot. He was wrong.

Crime wave movie poster

Stunning example of a “B” crime movie.

Flash mystery for the holidays

Here’s wishing everyone a wonderful new year.  “Santa” gets in trouble in my Christmas flash fiction offering.

 Christmas Bracelets

Trays of expensive necklaces were scattered across the mall jewelry store counter.  A heavy-set man with a white beard and red suit slumped next to the policeman.

“D’you know how many stupid crooks try to rob stores dressed as Santa this time of year?” said the slightly bored detective.

Outside the store, a crowd gathered.

“Take him in,” said the detective to two uniformed officers.

“Don’t put cuffs on me,” said make-believe Santa. “Look at all those kids out there.”

The detective frowned.

“Police escort,” shouted unshackled Santa.  As they walked out, he waved to the crowd with both hands.

Today’s flash fiction story

This sample of flash fiction–a bit shy of 100 words–was a finalist in the recent FF contest discussed here earlier and sponsored by Canadian writer and blogger Vanessa Shields.   Much flash fiction is spare, this especially so.

Missing

by Karen Rockwell

“I don’t know,” she said, and she meant it.

Naked oblivion spilled from her thin, wind-chapped lips, filled up her wide near-tears eyes, sprang from her ruddy face, from her panicked expression, like a rash of question marks as she offered up the dog-eared wallet photo of a toothless grinning child.

Detective Macey sighed, then forced a smile at the child’s mother. “We’ll do our best.”

Karen has been revving up her writing career with workshops and is finding publishing venues for many of her stories and poems. Among other recognized works, her story, Remembering Corporal Yeryk, won first prize in the Polar Expressions 2011National Contest. Karen is working on a first chapbook of her poetry.