This morning I stumbled across the phrase, “flash fiction.” I had no idea what it was, so my curiosity – and ignorance – prompted me to research “flash fiction” in depth.
Several hours later, I am pleased to announce I have a working knowledge of what flash fiction is: a very short (usually less than 300 words long) story.
I have always tried in my novels to make every word pull its own weight, but flash fiction writers take this concept to a whole new level. So far, my favorite flash fiction is a six-word story by none other than Ernest Hemingway: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”
I’m going back to the drawing board, now, and figure out how to say more with fewer words.