New Story: No 07 – The Bottle of Tokaj

No. 07:  The Bottle of Tokaj    

(Literary/Contemporary —   1845 words)

University student Gretta returns returns home to find that her roommate has opened a very special bottle of wine.

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The usual January drizzle greeted Gretta as she left the bus depot and walked to her bicycle. She clipped her pack to the bike’s rack, pulled her knit cap over her dark hair and started home. As the day slowly brightened, she was thinking of hot tea.

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When her companion took in a sudden sharp breath and looked down at the table, Jill sensed that something was very wrong even though she could not see Gretta biting her lip. “Uh-oh!” she exclaimed.

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New Story: No 06 – Elk City, Idaho

No. 06:  Elk City Idaho    

(Contemporary — 1316 words)

In 1976, a buch of hippie tree planters invade a small mill town in Idaho. There they receive an interesting welcome.

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A group of old timers and a few kids sat around the campfire. A couple of fresh logs were tossed on, sending a rush of sparks up to the sky. Robbie Richards pushed back his grey hair, and stretched his long boots towards the fire. Someone handed him a fresh bottle of Porter, and he began his story. The others, young and old turned towards him.

  Dusk was setting in and the rain was pouring down like there was no tomorrow as Tim Booty and me turned onto route 14 outa Grangeville and headed toward Elk City in spring of ‘76. Tim was driving his dusty old green Saab 96. That thing had more creaks and rattles in it than an old horse buggy, but she ran just fine. Man it was coming down!

 Now in 1976, that road to Elk City was not paved at all, so it took us well over two hours to go that forty-five miles of dips and turns and foot-deep pot holes as we snaked along the South Fork of the Clearwater. …

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New Story: No 05 – Solitaire

No. 05:  Solitaire    

(Contemporary — 720 words)

“I am supposed to be her boyfriend, yet she would rather play solitaire than spend time with me.” the narrator exclaims as his girlfriend continues with her computer game after he comes home. This sets the tone for the rest of the evening.

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“Come in! The door’s open.”

I walked into the apartment, down the short hallway to the living room, and stopped behind the faded green sofa. Suzie sat in the far corner, a flickering green light echoing off her fleshy, pale face. Her sandy blonde hair brushed her chunky shoulders as she looked over, gave a begrudging smile, then turned back to her game of solitaire. …

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New Story: No 04 – The Room

This story is  a more developed version of my second entry into Tin House’s Plotto Contest.

No. 04:  The Room   

(Urban Fantasy — 912 words)

Rich-kid Jenni Plochka checks into a cheap motel on the run from her latest diva-tragedy. She is running from her demons, but can she hide?

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“Jenni Plochka?” Dressed in a faded, pink bathrobe, the worn woman read from the card in her booze-and-tobacco harshened voice. The blue neon “Vacancy” flashed through her cigarette smoke. …

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(912 words)

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50¢ Flash Fiction: Publishing Update

Greetings!

And thank you for visiting.

Here you will NOT find any of the stories, only the introductory lines. As the site suggests, I will be selling stories for 50¢ each. I will also be selling little anthologies for $2.99 (this is the minimum price where Amazon will pay a royalty of 70%, otherwise they keep 65%!)

I am currently working on getting ready to publish my series. I need to accomplish the following things:

1. Have ready 10-12 stories
2. Set up Pay-Pal account to sell direct
3. Set up iBooks account to sell on iTunes
4. Set up Amazon Account
5. Purchase ISBN numbers
6. Publish

I hope to have this done by April 15. I will keep this post updated with progress.

You can go to the main 50¢ Flash page or any of the individual pages via the left hand menu-tab at the top of this page. On the main page is a listing of all of the stories, with loglines.

New Story: No 03 – Goodie Two-Shoes

This story is my first entry into Tin House’s Plotto Contest.

Goodie Two-Shoes

(Urban Fantasy — 499 words)

Martin Pechowski looked around the dim, underground soup kitchen, with its sad, assorted cast of castoff street characters, sitting at the round, dark formica-topped tables. He hoisted loose fitting pants, took his plate to the bus tray. He smiled faintly at the pretty young volunteer, took the chocolate brownie she offered as he headed up the stairs.

In the entryway, several boxes were being tossed onto a long table. First dibs, he thought.

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New Story: No 02 – Waiting for a Latte

50 Cent Flash announces the second story in the series:

Waiting for a Latte

(Literary —  598 words)

The rain fell sideways as the storm winds whipped through the Portland streets. Twenty-four year old Donald, his curly black hair flapping wildly, followed three others hurrying into the downtown Starbucks where, clothes dripping . . .

New Story: No 01 – Pool Hall Scene

50 Cent Flash announces the first story in the series:

Pool Hall Scene.

(Urban Fantasy – 854 words)

Michael looked up as a tall, slender figure entered the smoky poolroom. He was wearing a fedora and an elegant black coat, and Michael was sure he’d seen him before, but he couldn’t remember when.

Down on his luck these last few nights, Michael had lost easy games. He fidgeted unhappily, and finished his drink. His collar chafed his neck in the oppressive summer heat. “It must be real late,” he thought, as the place was all but deserted. It was one of those nights when it seemed as though he had been in this game hall for eternity.

In a smooth voice, the stranger asked: “Care for a game?” . . .

Announcing the 50 Cent Flash Fiction series

Author Jaan Seunnasepp announces the beginning of the 50 Cent Flash Fiction series.

This is a series of short-short stories (under 2000 words)  in a variety of topics and genres each selling  for only 50¢. The complete listing of stories can be found here.

The first in the series is Pool Hall Scene, in which Michael watches as a newcomer enters the pool hall. The question is: What does this stranger want?

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