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New Microfiction – The Last One

Posted on September 26, 2019 By Jackson Allen

Wrote a new microfiction piece last night in response to the following writing prompt: “The man screamed, for he was just an inch in the fourth dimension away from his own universe, but so helplessly trapped in one that was not his own.” The premise sounded interesting to me, and I wanted to focus on why he was taken away. It quickly became a small short called ‘The Last One.’

One reason I do microfiction is that it’s a great way to keep my chops up. Another reason is, it’s a great way for me to meet new readers. Am I a good writer? Can I tell a good story? You can make a decision pretty quick when you read some of my microfiction. Here’s a quick sample:

So close, yet so far.

Scrabbling at the unseen barrier. It doesn’t feel like anything. Not glass, not metal, not plastic or wood. I can feel nothing, no texture, under my fingertips. But it’s there, separating me. Just one small more bit, not even the width of two fingers, that’s the distance between me and home.

“Help!” I scream. “Help me!” I can see them. Ordinary people, ordinary day. It’s a street corner, 85th or 86th Street. Central Park West, where my grandmother used to take us to walk her dog. Taxis, buses, people and animals. I can see them, hear them, even smell them. But that’s as close as I’ll get.

Continue Reading ‘The Last One.’

Have a great rest of your day, and Write On!

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My name is Jackson Allen. My intention is to be a self-sufficient science fiction author. I spend my time actively writing, querying, submitting neo-Golden Age scifi and I analyze future trends, asking: "how can new tech and innovation help kids feel excited about the future?" Lots of self-published shorts - actively querying for a formal, mainstream publication house.

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