#Fi50: Whenever

It’s #FictionIn50 time again!  Please consider sharing your own 50-word creations, and join the hop.

Fiction in 50 is a regular feature in the last week of every month and I invite any interested composers of mini-narrative to join in!

    

What is #Fi50? In the words of founder Bruce Gargoyle, "Fiction in 50: think of it as the anti-NaNoWriMo experience!" Pack a beginning, middle and end of story into 50 words or less (bonus points for hitting exactly 50 words).

The rules for participation are simple:

1. Create a piece of fictional writing in 50 words or less, ideally using the prompt as title or theme or inspiration.
That’s it!  But for those who wish to challenge themselves further, here’s an additional rule:

2. Post your piece of flash fiction on your blog or (for those poor blog-less souls) add it as a comment on the Ninja Librarian’s post for everyone to enjoy.  
And for those thrill-seekers who really like to go the extra mile (ie: perfectionists):

3. Add the nifty little picture above to your post (credit for which goes entirely to ideflex over at acrossthebored.com) or create your own Fi50 meme pic….
and 4. Link back here so others can jump on the mini-fic bandwagon.
At this time, I haven't been able to find a source for a free linky-list, so it's just comments. I recommend posting your basic blog link below, with the day you post your Fi50 story. You can also add a link on the #Fi50 page. Feel free to Tweet using the #Fi50, though I'll not lie: the Ninja Librarian is a lousy tweeter.

The prompt for March is “Whenever”.  Big thanks to Jemima Pett for the 2019 prompts.

My March offering turned out to be a sort of a poem. Or a wish. Probably mostly a wish, and a sigh, and not very original because we poor humans seem to keep making the wish necessary.

Whenever

Whenever there is hatred, let there be more love.

Whenever there is violence, let there be healing.

I look forward to the day when hatred and violence end 

And people love to accept one another as human

And beautiful

And worthwhile.

Whenever it may happen.

Whenever.

Maybe now?

I wish.

©️ Rebecca M. Douglass, 2019. Use only with permission. Link-backs appreciated.