So, in an attempt to keep my brain from turning to baby-talk mush… I present you with my first Flash Fiction Challenge entry. I’m committing to this weekly writing challenge and I need people to keep me on task. Because, really. It’s me. And you all know how I follow through. (I don’t.)
This week’s challenge is an opening line contest. View the challenge at TerribleMinds.
I’m channeling Mal a little bit here, and that’s a-okay. Because who doesn’t like a little naked Mal in the morning? 😉
“Well, shit,” Tracey grumbled as he watched the tail lights disappear into the desert night, leaving him shivering naked in the sand; “That asshole stole my lucky lighter.”