John Cassidy


???????????????????????????????Soft Irish accent despite 100 years in UK. Married with a 40 year old wife i.e. we celebrated 40 years of happy marriage last week-secret: wife’s patience. {See photo of John and his better half celebrating their ruby wedding anniversary. Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Cassidy!} Have 3 adult children who will be amazed that I can say things succinctly. Ambition to sell something an eBay. Loved sole visit to New York 10 years ago. Try to play golf and speak Italian though not at the same time. Thinking of getting a smart phone this Christmas but it may prove too smart for me. What ya think?

John is too old for Twitter (his words), and too humble for a website. His writing is out there floating, unconnected. At least there’s one example of John’s writing we can all enjoy again: his excellent Micro Bookends 1.08winning story.

Read on to learn about his new-found love of flash fiction, and how he came up with his winning story idea.

So, great story. How did you get there from the prompt and bookends? Looked closely at the picture and noticed one young guy not involved. Began to wonder why he was unhappy… maybe… I like to look at alternative views… didn’t mean to denigrate Thanksgiving.

100 words ain’t many. How do you fit a story into so few words? With some difficulty as 1000/ 1500 is my normal length.

Why do you like flash fiction? Never liked it before-love it now!

Been writing long? Nearly 10 years.

You write anything else? Write some features but had lost confidence in fiction till a friend mentioned Micro Bookends a couple of weeks ago.

Any advice for other flash writers? “The road to hell is paved with adverbs” –wish I made that up.

Any interesting writerly projects in the pipeline? Writing a short story on tour guides marital problems-not airborne yet.

I just finished reading a book. Can you recommend another? Finding Your Hidden Treasure: The Way of Silent Prayer by Benignus O’Rourke. Little book, so easy to read, on meditation.

1.08 THANKS [micro] GIVING

Not me- not today

John Cassidy

Thanks a bunch Uncle Sam. Two sweltering summers and frost bitten winters and this is what it’s come to – inflating a pink elephant. Reward for a vet who’s lost an eye.

These guys don’t get it. Don‘t get my mood today.

A pink elephant. OK for a ball game, I guess, with wide eyed kids hunting their heroes between hot dogs.
Today, no.
Nothing to be grateful for. Neither me nor those cowering widows with frightened stares as I ‘liberated’ them.

Don’t tell me “cheer up, buddy.” You don’t know what a buddy is.

Let’s get this done. You guys go home and gorge yourselves.

I’m done with giving.


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