Micro-Fiction Roundup XIX: Justifiable Crimes

April 28, 2010 in Wordsmoker

Congratulations to all of the participants in the past week’s Micro-Fiction Roundup XVIII: The Work We Do That Goes Unappreciated and Unnoticed. Things have been going along swimmingly since we brought this feature back. Personally, I like to see multiple entries from the same people. No 101 word limit can contain these guys. Shall we have a quick look at all of the entries before announcing a winner? We shall. Umm, I really kind of wanted this paragraph to line up with the bottom of the artwork, but it doesn’t look like that’s going to happen. Unless… now! No, damn it. Here are the entries:

  • Chillbear Latrigue – “Passdown Log Woes”
  • Lady Day – “A Mother’s Work is Never Fun”
  • Blix – “B-A-T-H: Dead Dog Walking”
  • Latter Day Lenin – “Fixing Dawn” (I was told that this was a close second, despite falling outside of the theme.)
  • Mama Penguino – “Look! A Kitten!”
  • GeoDeJane – “Two Dogs”
  • GeoDeJane – “Faithful”
  • Blix – “God’s Little Furry Bundles of Love *Head Tilt*”
  • Vox Populi – “Finder’s Fee”
  • Militant Rubber Ducky – “Last Line of Defense”
  • Sapphire – “Precious” based on the novel “Push” (Not really. I just wanted to see Sapphire finally get a little credit for writing “Push.”)

Let’s have a hand for them. In a way they are all winners. However, in the only way that really matters, Vox Populi is the actual winner. Here is the triumphant piece that our judge, Strawberry Shortcake, in spite of Latter Day Lenin’s shameful pandering:

Finder’s Fee

“She heard the static on the TV and poked her head around the corner. Dare she turn off the television or would he startle awake? Best to leave it alone.
His jacket was draped over a living room chair. She pulled his wallet out of the pocket and extracted three twenty dollar bills and slid it back into the pocket. Grocery money, in case he drank his pay away during the week.
She tiptoed up the stairs and gave two twenties to her mother. “All he had,” she said, evenly. Her mother nodded as she stabbed her cigarette into the ashtray.”

Congratulations to Vox Populi. This is exactly why I wear a plastic watch and carry very little cash when I know that I’m going to drink myself into a coma, even at home. In this celebrated work, we see a woman who has to resort to nefarious methods to deal with the desperate situation in which she finds herself. It is a justifiable crime, which is the theme of this week’s competition. Have you ever had to kill someone to save your life? Ever stalk a starlet because you really love her, and just knew that if you had that one chance to tell her how awesome you are that all would be forgiven? Ever start a war because you really knew in your heart that you would find WMD’s? Would you just rather make something up? Well, then this contest is for you.

The Rules:

  • Your entry must be 101 words or less; if you choose to title your piece, the title will not count against your 101; there is no limit on the amount of entries you can submit.
  • The deadline will be Sunday night at midnight. This will give the judge 48 hours to submit his or her selection to me by Tuesday night at midnight.
  • If I don’t receive the judge’s selection by one of the established methods (e-mail, Wordsmoker messaging or Facebook private messaging) I will be forced to make the selection so as not to delay the next week’s competition.
  • The winner of Micro-Fiction Roundup automatically assumes the responsibility of judging the next week’s competition. Obviously that person can still submit writing, but can’t pick himself or herself as the winner. Otherwise we could end up with some sort of ridiculous perpetual judge situation.
  • In the interest of keeping tradition, I will try to select themes based upon the previous week’s submissions when possible.

Vox Populi, I like you, but this is one of those bigger-than-life assignments that transcend friendship. As of now, it is Samurai Panda Poetry’s week. He will need your selection no later than Tuesday night at midnight. You can email it to him at SamuraiPandaPoetry@Yahoo.com, do the Facebook thing or just contact me and I’ll make sure that he gets it. The way we find out your pick is the one thing we’re pretty lax about. Good luck 101 worders.

Image via Elektroschutz in 132 Bildern

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/mama-penguino-2-2-2/ Mama Penguino

    Congrats, Voxy!!! (How’d she win without a vampire reference and a kitten?)

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/militantrubberducky/ MilitantRubberDucky

    Way to go Vox!

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/baroness/ Baroness

    Nicely done, foxy Voxy!

  • http://wordsmoker.com/ Latterday Lenin

    How exactly did my work fall outside the theme? IT WAS ABOUT MOTHERHOOD DAMNIT! You really mean to tell me that by no stretch of the imagination could you find the theme in my story?

    Anyway, congrats to Vox Populi! Hers was fantastic.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/nefariousnewt/ NefariousNewt

    In this celebrated work, we see a woman who has to resort to nefarious methods to deal with the desperate situation in which she finds herself.

    I’ll be the judge of that.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/voxpopuli/ VoxPopuli

    Hey, thanks, you guys! I’m looking forward to judging the next round.
    MP: If you read between the lines, the story is written from the POV of a vampire kitten. It’s all right there.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/blix/ Blix

    Very nicely done Vox! It was my own fault that I forgot the sparkle penises.
    Latter: Panderer to judges! My second entry was meant only in jest. I would never stoop so low (damn sparkle penises).

  • http://wordsmoker.com/ Latterday Lenin

    YES THIS IS WITHIN THE THEME I SHOULDN’T HAVE TO BE OBVIOUS ABOUT IT

    By Latterday Lenin

    It was the winter of my twenty-third year when I met Alistair Breastmane. He never knew it, but he forever changed my outlook on life, and the hand we were dealt. My only regret is that he died without knowing just how I admired him.

    It was another cold winter day in the Cotswolds. He first came to me as I was studying in my Oxford dormitory. I had no friends and was desperate for the attentions of other young men such as myself. Handsome boys like him. Boys who knew the ways of dormitory life.

    Boy did he teach me.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/geodejane/ GeodeJane

    Good work Vox. Congratulations

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/strawberry-shortcake/ Strawberry Shortcake

    California Gold Rush

    “I got this one guys”‘ I said and passed the bartender my debit card.

    “Seriously, how do you always have cash? You haven’t had a job in years and that car of yours cost more then I make in a year”, Beth whined.

    I just shrug. She never asks questions when her birthday gifts come from Tiffanys.

    I have thought about telling her many of times and almost did a few times when I was drunk but it just isn’t worth breaking the non-disclosure agreement.

    Marrying Arnold Schwarzenegger for his green card was the greatest decision in my life!

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/blix/ Blix

    I Need You To Find The Man Known Only As “Rene” On The Streets

    First time I saw MamaPenguino her silhouette was blocking the door of my darkened office. I could see that her gams began at the floor and ended just under her neck with nothing but a hard, long road of trouble inbetween. She said she wanted me to find the man who stole her heart but first she wanted a shot of hooch from the bottle in my bottom-right desk drawer. No need to rinse out a used cup because she brought her own glass. She knew the genre and writing this bad, my friends, is a crime.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/chillbearlatrigue/ Chillbear Latrigue

    Funeral Expenses

    “I don’t get it. Straight guy like you.”

    “We all have to eat.”

    “Bullshit. You’re family has been dirt poor your whole life. A fella just doesn’t go into this line of work in his forties.”

    “That’s my business and I want my money up front.”

    “It’s COD. You’ll get paid by the client.”

    Then you’re no use to me.

    He deftly aimed his silenced pistol and terminated their business arrangement.

    “You sold a hot load to my sister, you fucking piece of shit.”

    Looked like he wasn’t done killing for the day. He needed that money. He had funeral expenses.

    (Eh, vapid.)

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/militantrubberducky/ MilitantRubberDucky

    @Chillbear: ‘hot load’ made me giggle.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/militantrubberducky/ MilitantRubberDucky

    Damn Temps

    “Done!” Professor Atterby stepped back, appraising. It had taken him all day, but he had finally finished reorganizing his library. All five hundred plus titles had been taken down from their haphazard perches, dusted, and then reorganized on the numerous shelves. He had tried arranging by several methods, including color and genre; at the end, he settled on alphabetical. Boring, but the most practical.

    “Professor, are you in here?“ Thomas, Atterby’s klutzy assistant, barreled into the library, tripped on the rug, and fell into the first shelf, causing a domino effect. Atterby’s eye twitched as he grabbed the brass paperweight.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/militantrubberducky/ MilitantRubberDucky

    Fate
    She slipped into his room, watching her patient rest. He’d made it through surgery; fourteen hours to remove the slugs and patch him back up again. The narcotics officers had done their level best to finish him off. It had been so hard to appear objective, to do all the right things to keep him alive. She injected the needle into his IV, sinking the plunger. No matter, he’d be dead soon. Just like her sweet, innocent sister, she thought, watching the air bubble travel along. He was going to die just like Jenny did after OD’ing on his laced cocaine.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/voxpopuli/ VoxPopuli

    A belated thanks, btw, to Strawberry. I was avoiding this thread lest I read one of the stories before all the entries were in. I’m looking forward to judging this round, people.