In an earlier post, I linked to my six favorite microfiction stories at 101 Fiction. The site opened to submissions again last month, and I decided to send in two stories of my own: one fantasy, the other science fiction. 101 Fiction is running through a series of color themes, and this time “red” had to appear in all stories, in addition to the usual requirement of exactly 100 words, plus a one-word title.
One of my submissions may be accepted following some modifications. The other was rejected, so I’ve decided to post it here:
I need pills. I used to have a doctor who wrote me twenty prescriptions to take to twenty different pharmacies, but the computers caught on. Then I had twenty different doctors, one prescription each, but the computers… I worked in pharmaceutical sales, to raid my sample case, until I got fired. Now I’m outside the drug company’s warehouse, waiting for the late shift workers to leave. I don’t want to kill the security guard, but I need pills. I have to lower my blood pressure, or when the moon turns full, I’ll see red, and many more people will die.