Micro-Fiction Roundup XLI: Rumble in the Jungle
July 9, 2011 in Micro-Fiction Roundup
It’s that time again! After a tumultuous two weeks, Micro-fiction Roundup is here once more to make everything better, from saving radioactive jellyfish to providing child sociopaths with lighters and directions to the nearest church. No, micro-fiction will not accept your gifts of appreciation, no matter how many piles of cocaine you offer up in adoration. Yep, Micro-fiction is just that classy. As you know, last week’s topic was Hit Men. We had thirteen entries for our dear judge, Skahammer, to choose a winner from. Quick recap of the submissions:
Hello, my darlings. I hope you’re all staying cool in this wicked heat; I’ve resorted to icing my breasts and walking around my apartment nekkid to avoid a heat stroke. Alright, enough foreplay. As you know, last week’s topic was about tracking devices. Seven entries this time around (Grr! Don’t make me spank you – I demand more entries!); some of you stuck to the traditional sneaky electronic types, while others put interesting twists on their entries to make this contest nice and difficult for our esteemed judge, Latterday Lenin. Here’s a quick recap of the winners:
Hello, Micro-fiction wizards. It’s Friday, and we all know what that means—a new Micro-fiction theme and winner! I know, I know, it’s what you’ve all been waiting for, your life is complete, the universe may now continue on as scheduled. Last week’s theme was 
With a lot of planning and tactful theme consideration (read: spur of the moment and the first theme that popped into my tipsy little head), we brought Micro-Fiction Roundup back with a vengeance with a whopping 32 entries. I was hoping you’d blow me away, and you did not disappoint, Micro-fictionauts, throwing down everything from the overtly provocative to the subtly arousing my way. I apologize for the delay in posting the results, but I had to review each and every entry carefully. Very carefully, multiple times, and completely undisturbed. It was a delicious challenge to pick just one winner, because all your entries were spectacular, but rules is rules, and there can only be one (insert Highlander joke here). 
I’ve got that itch again, Wordsmokers. No, a round of antibiotics and a prayer aren’t the solution this time. You know what is though? Fiction. Fiction in small doses (some might even dare to say microscopic doses). Oh and a contest about the itty bitty fiction. Teeny tiny fiction + a contest = Micro-fiction Roundup! That’s right, MFR is making (another) comeback to sate all your short fiction lusts.
