Life As Art: The Grocery Store On The Corner

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Started out for the big supermarket eight blocks away.  Noon.  Very hot.  The streets were nearly empty.  It was a holiday.  He came out and stood against the door frame.  A baby boomer like me.  I crossed the street.

“Alex.”

“Guy.”

“Any green peppers?”

“Sure.”

I bought two green peppers, one onion and three sodas.

“Business pretty slow, huh?”

“What can you do?”

I was glad that before I left another customer came in.

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Grocery Store Green Bell Peppers

Grocery Store Green Bell Peppers (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This series is dedicated to Andy Warhol who grew up in Pittsburgh a few blocks from my apartment.  Guy Hogan

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My Secret For Writing Great Flash Fiction

A plate of home fried potatoes

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The Old Soldier has just finished off a mess of home fries with onions and green peppers chased by a bottle of Cherry Coke.

Now let’s do some blogging.

Here’s a writing tip for you.  Use as little summation in your flash fiction as possible. 

Many writers try to say too much in their very short stories.  This forces them to use a lot of summation, exposition which makes their stories read like essays.

The best way to avoid this mistake is to think of the flash fiction story as a very short one-act play.  And in a one-act play the writer has to get the characters on stage right away.  So, there really is no room for explanation and the characters must begin to immediately interact with each other.  Dialogue is a great tool for doing this.

The play is so short that it usually takes place in one location and covers a few minutes to an hour.

Now of course there will be exceptions to these parameters; but the more a writer ignores these parameters the more that writer’s flash fiction will read like an essay.

Crock Pot Chili And Writing Flash Fiction

Bowl of Chili con Carne, made of ground pork, ...

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It’s around 1:00 PM on a chilly, bright day in Pittsburgh and the Old Soldier is at Del’s Bar & Italian Restaurant having a couple of draft beers at the bar.  Amy is behind the bar.  She’s a working archeologist.  She works out of the Carnegie Museum in my neighborhood of Oakland where the University of Pittsburgh is located.

The Old Soldier will leave here soon and get back to his apartment to put on a crock pot of chili con carne. 

First brown the ground beef, chop it up, then throw it into the crock pot of diced green peppers, tomato sauce, cooked rice, kidney beans with plenty of chili powder, salt and pepper and a couple of small hot peppers.  It will last a week.

You can’t beat it with a stick.

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