As I mentioned in a recent post, short stories can be a powerful tool for telling a good mystery tale. And recently, micro-fiction has given us a whole new way to share stories. Because I know how talented you folks are, I offered everyone a chance to tell us your mystery stories in exactly 50 words. I’m so excited at the responses!! Here, then, is the first collection of Fifty Words to Kill Your Victim:
‘Come over for a meal’, she said. ‘I’ll cook your favourite – steak and kidney pie.’ He was surprised when he arrived – he couldn’t smell anything cooking.
‘We’ll eat later’ she smiled. ‘First let’s have a drink.’ Little did he know he’d be providing the ingredients – literally, marinated in red wine.
From Rayna Iyer
Nag, nag, nag. That is all she ever does.
"Can't you do anything right?"
"Not like that, like this."
"Now, that's ridiculous!"
I'm not taking it much longer. One gentle nudge and she goes flying off the cliff.
A character really should know better than to mess with the writer.
From Alan Orloff
Roydell’s going solo. No need to split the loot with partner Bennie the Blade. Sweet.
He approached the Brinks guy. Just three more steps to financial security.
As Roydell felt the knife in his back—literally and figuratively—he realized Bennie had been right: great criminal minds think alike.
From Clarissa Draper
Story One - This story is based on a true story that happened in Clarissa's city recently:
He had no choice.
It should’ve been easy. Pull the pin and throw.
He didn’t know anyone died until he saw the tiny hand, clutching the tamarindo sucker, in a pool of blood on the newspaper’s front page.
He had no choice.
That eight year old in exchange for his.
“Mummy, look, I’m a dolphin.”
She crawled in the Jacuzzi beside her swimming son.
“Why’s the toaster here?”
“Kevin, Mummy's sorry she gets so angry and sad sometimes.”
“That’s okay. I still love you.” He hugged her.
She held him and reached over the side.
The lights flickered and died.
She couldn´t go on like this. She had to get out of this relationship, the sooner the better. If it wasn´t for his money…
She considered poison, blunt instruments, staging an accident. Or perhaps….
She was so busy planning that she didn´t hear him before she felt the violent push.
And please check out two terrific stories from Rob Kitchin at his blog, The View From The Blue House.
Thank you so much, all of you, for your creativity and your wonderful stories!! Oh, and thanks for writing my blog post for me today ;-)!
If you planned to do a story and weren’t able to, fear not; I will most likely be doing something like this again in due course.
Again, thanks for your great stories!!! And folks, please visit the blogs of these talented people. I do, and I learn with every visit.