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Flash on a December Evening What happened at our last event

We had a fantastic evening of Flash Fiction on December 9th in Bath at St James' Wine Vaults. Six writers each read a selection of their stories, representing a wide range of subjects, themes and flash fiction styles.

Our novella-in-flash judge, Meg Pokrass read 'Sparkly Plans' a wonderful, moving flash from her novella-in-flash, Here, Where we Live, published in My Very End of the Universe, the Rose Metal Press Guide to writing a flash novella. She also read two other gems from her newest and must-read collection, The Dog Looks Happy Upside Down.
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December Flash Fiction Event

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Friday 9th December 
7.30 pm – 9.30 pm
St James' Wine Vaults
www.stjameswinevaults.co.uk
10 St James St
Bath
BA1 2TW

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We've a great line-up of readers for the second Bath Flash Fiction reading this year. Our Summer event at the end of July was so much fun, and we're sure this one will be too. We're delighted that Meg Pokrass and Ken Elkes are reading again, and this time they're joined by wonderful flash fiction writers, Tania Hershman, Ingrid Jendzrejewski, Freya Morris and Michael FitzGerald.

Book early to avoid disappointment. We're looking forward to a great evening of flash.

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Interview with Michael Fitzgerald
June 2016 Flash Fiction Commended

MF falklands BMichael Fitzgerald tells us more about his trip to the remoter parts of the Falkland Islands, which inspired his piece. An architect, he explains how architectural work, like writing, goes through a constantly evolving process and includes “a finite palette of components”. When writing flash fiction he says to ignore the rules and experiment, which is what he does to great effect in 'Falkland Island Walk'. We also like his tip to save your work under a different title if you are struggling, then “go mad on it”.
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Michael FitzGerald
June 2016 Commended

Falkland Island Walk

by Michael FitzGerald

The Turkey Vulture bobs about the moor here. He has a head like a red nightmare and he doesn’t care, he’s not looking for friends. He would rather you were dead. You are just calories to him. We both thought he’d found a dead crow on the track but it was a broken umbrella. I’m moving over the land like him, dropping a bit, rising a bit, it goes on this way. Landmarks can be a solitary post, a plank or similar, often sticking up, other times lying down. Closer to a settlement the bits get bigger, sheets and slabs appear, then holes in the peat, full of black water, like tar, then big sandwiches of matter such as a piece of roof. The wind makes the heather buzz. Everything is built on stilts, nothing will embrace the ground. It’s all hovering, still deciding whether it wants to take root or not. Loops of movement begin. A dog goes in and out, in and out. Hens pop in and out. Sounds pass on the wind like fleeing ghosts. A man comes out then in, out then in, like the hen but slower. You wouldn’t notice these cycles unless you observed them over time, which I did. The wind goes in and out, the sun, the moon, the day, the week, the hen, the dog, the man.

About the Author

Michael FitzGerald

I am delighted that my writing has been commended. I wrote this piece after spending a winter surveying the remoter parts of The Falkland Islands to create a Historic Building Register. I’ve recently got into flash fiction as an exciting bridge between prose and poetry – I like both the freedom and the ambiguity of it. A single idea or whim can turn into a piece quite quickly, and the editing requires a ruthless discipline where only the essential can remain....not unlike the subject of the piece.
Thanks everyone.

Artist: www.studiofitzgerald.com
Architect: www.mfitzgerald.co.uk
Facebook: @michaelfitzgeraldartist
Instagram: @studiofitzgerald

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