Here’s what I got:
Thank you for entering, ‘Young Astronaut,’ in FFC’s String-of-10 FIVE Flash Fiction Contest. Although we enjoyed reading what you sent us, your story has not been chosen to go through to the next round. We sincerely hope you will submit again in 2014.
Thanks for making this our best year yet!
The Flash Fiction Chronicles Staff
And here’s what I sent:
John McGilicutty arrived at the entrance of the barracks at 4:30pm:
it was winter, and thus it seemed close to evening; the sky held a bit of
roseaccent that was quickly fading. He made his way to the captain’s
office with his tear-jerking story rehearsed. A rap at the door and he
entered to find a hardened creature behind a desk filled with folders.
“Who are you and what do you want?” the captain growled, with a voice
that rattled like deep quarry fill.
John gave a slight bow. “Name’s McGilicutty, sir. I’m here to sign
The captain’s eyes quickly closed to near slits. “How old are you,
Having spent so much time carefully preparing what he had planned to
say when he got to the captain’s office; it took John close to a minute
to regain his composure. He again cleared his throat and answered, “I’m
18, sir,” with as much bravado as he could muster.
The captain let out a bark of a laugh. “So you’re 18 and you want to
sign up. What for?”
John talked about how much he’d dreamed of going to the stars, of
exploration, of coming back a hero. He could tell the captain was caught
up in his tale; the office was as quiet as a grave. The end of his plea
was dramatic: “I want to put a ding in the universe, sir.” And with that,
the captain pushed the enlistment papers to John, along with a pen.
I was adventurous, in that I used the entire string of word prompts as well as the phrase prompt, all within 250 words. I still like it, and may expand it one day…I welcome your critique, response, and comments!