So, Chuck Wendig is at it again. This time, though, he's changed the game. Instead of 1000 words to tell a story, you get 10% of that. To craft a story about revenge.Oy. So, I have this idea and it won't sit in a 100 word box...so maybe another time I'll write the whole thing. But, I do have this. I hope you enjoy this little bit of microflash.
by Jamie Wyman
The fucker killed my son. I thought I wanted Carl Jameson to die in a fire, to rot in Hell and feel the same pain I felt when my baby left the earth. When I heard he needed a kidney, though, I realized I could do worse than kill him. I could save him. And he’d have to thank me every day for the rest of his goddamn life. No, I won’t just let him die peacefully in a drug-induced coma. My revenge will be served on dry ice. Take it. I’ve got nothing left to live for.