I enjoyed the 100 Word Flash Fiction so much I thought I would try it again:
Bill was going mad. He
could not get over the feeling that his every moment was scripted. That he was being controlled like a Frank Oz Muppet. He tried to explain to his friends and family,
but they were as clueless as Ferris Bueller's
parents. His life was spiraling downward
faster than Harvey Keitel's in The Bad Lieutenant. His
heart was racing. He was sweating
like Ted Striker on final approach. He
felt an excruciating pain in his chest, as he collapsed to the floor. As his eyes closed he heard Quentin
Tarantino's voice from the darkness, "that's a wrap."
1 comment:
This reads as a highly descriptive narrative of a man experiencing a heart attack.
Good write.
Post a Comment