There’s a category of short, short stories known as “flash fiction.” Depending on who you talk to, it’s a story that’s less than 100 (or even 75) words. Despite that, the writer still needs a plot and a point, which makes it especially challenging. As we say in the biz, “it’s harder to write short than to write long.”


Anyway, here’s one I’ve been toying with for a while:


“Let me get this straight. You say we’ll be more popular than Jesus. But one of us will die by 60. And one by 40. Is that right?” “Yes,” said the elegantly-dressed man. “That is correct.”

The lads conferred for a moment.


“We’ll take it,” said the one named John. “After all, 40 is a long way off.”