Thank you to everyone who participated in the first round of the 2015 Writer Unboxed Flash Fiction Contest!
I loved reading through your entries, and immersing myself in the vast talent of the WU community. The quality of the stories was so good that it was nigh impossible to choose just one winner.
But that’s exactly what our panel of reviewers had to do.
Before we get to that, though, I’d like to name January’s honorable mentions:
Kim Drew Wright (“Burnt Wings”)
Brandi Granett (“My grandma thought she was helping.”)
MJL Brassard (“I rinse the knife under the tap flipping it back and forth.”)
Now, with no further ado, allow me to introduce you to the winner of round 1:
Vincent Bracco with Aunt Meg’s Light. Here it is, in an encore appearance.
Aunt Meg’s Light
Aunt Meg was thrilled when I told her about Todd.
“Bring him over, Bree,” she said. “Love to meet him.”
I drove–just in case. You never know how a visit to Aunt Meg’s will turn out.
She lives in a fashionable section of the Philadelphia suburbs, and is always entertaining one wealthy guest or another. She’s moneyed, knows how to live, and when it comes to judging a man, there’s no opinion I trust more than hers. She’s steered me clear of some real bad relationships.
We drove up to her house, following the circular drive.
Todd seemed nervous, obviously intimidated by such affluence. I’d have felt intimidated, too, in his place.
“Bree, my darling,” said Aunt Meg when the maid led us into the dining room. “And this must be Todd.”
“Yes,” said Meg.
“Todd’s a political science major,” I began, hoping Todd would fly on his own.
“Political science,” said Meg. “How fascinating.”
She invited us to get comfortable, but Todd wandered over to a table where Aunt Meg’s antique lantern was displayed.
Todd seemed mesmerized by the glowing light, by the hypnotic sway of the pulsing shadows the candle cast upon the wall.
Aunt Meg squeezed my hand. I crossed my fingers. Todd swayed for several minutes in the lantern’s light, collapsed beneath a heap of clothing, and crawled out seconds later as a ferret.
“Oh, darn,” said Meg. “I was so hoping.”
Luckily, this time I brought a cage.
We loved this essay for its humor and twist ending, and we hope you do too. Want to know a bit more about its author?
Being a Libra and a writer, Vincent Bracco likes to balance life’s serious side with its humorous side in his writing, which is why he titled his blog Writing Both Sides. Growing up in Brooklyn in the sixties, and influenced by the creativity of the music and the radical social changes taking place, his inspiration are characters striving to juggle life’s demands while struggling, as Faulkner said, with a heart in conflict with itself.
Congratulations, Vincent! You’ve earned yourself a place in December’s final round of the 2015 WU Flash Fiction Contest.
Readers, ready for Round Two? It’s coming up in another hour, so stay tuned…