Every time I read one of fuzzyblue's stories, it's like falling into the narrator's head. I just get lost in the world she's building, even in a short flash piece like this one. In this story, the way she describes bookstores, cinemas, dicks (I mean, come on, who else besides Ms. Blue could describe the sound of jerking a man off as "sounds like a man running barefoot through thick mud") just drops you into the story and leaves you there to watch. Intimate details, observed closely and clinically, laden with meaning. She devotes just a handful of words to the backstory, but they provide a devastating emotional punch.
This is how to write flash. We could all learn from her. Please read it, and enjoy.
Other People's Stories, by fuzzyblue
https://www.lushstories.com/fuzzyblue


