Microfiction are really tiny stories where you barely have room to take two breaths before it’s over. I’d enjoyed them but never tried my hand at them until I decided to continue my NYC Midnight (really interesting writing competition) journey and try their 100 word Microfiction challenge.
They were just exploring. It was just a bit of fun. But some stories are better left untold.
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Jemima thinks she has snagged a fantastic deal buying a shop for her new bakery, with its new oven, hardwood floors, and freshly painted walls. The only problem is that damn painting.