Flash Master Face Off 2: Results

Posted: January 1, 2015 in Flash Face-Off
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I trust everybody had a wonderful holiday and rang in the new year surrounded by loved ones. I spent the final moments of 2014 dancing in the glow of black light at a wedding reception, I hope yours was equally as magical.



We have a brand new set of months and prompts, but before we kick off year two this weekend, let’s take a moment to look back on what was accomplished in year one.

48 weekends of Flash Frenzy.

17 Flash Masters.

Hundreds of unique stories.

And a new hashtag to rule us all – GO #FLASHDOGS!

I can’t say thank you enough for all the work this community has put forth in writing and in judging and in the simple but priceless act of mutual support and respect. You are all amazing. What I can do, is offer a small token of appreciation to a few of the talented Flash Masters here at the Angry Hourglass, and because I can’t chose a favorite, I left it up to the community itself to decide.

First are our Runners Up:

Image Ronin with The Tinkerer


Amy Wood with LoveStruck

Each will receive a $25.00 gift certificate to Amazon.

And our Flash Master Face Off 2 winner is…



Alive, Alive, Oh

Voima will receive a $50.00 gift certificate to Amazon for her winning story.

Many,  many thanks to all who participated. I’m looking forward to seeing what 2015 has in store for The Angry Hourglass as well as the #flashdogs. This weekend, Flash Master Face Off runner up Amy Wood will be acting as our 2015 inaugural judge. See you on Saturday.

And just in case you missed it, here is Voima Oy’s winning story one more time. 🙂


photo courtesy of Ashwin Rao

photo courtesy of Ashwin Rao

Alive, Alive, Oh

by Voima Oy


Here she comes again, my little mermaid, my pearl diver in her tight black suit.

She is the only one who comes out this far, far beyond the seabeds where the oysters sleep, forming their little moons. She is beyond beds, now, and that domestic routine. Oh my love, let me show you oblivion beyond your wildest Hokusai dreams. To me you are Botticelli on a half shell, you hair flowing like seaweed. I remember those days. Do you?

Of course, I can pick up what you’re thinking. I wish you could understand me. No screams of snails in a saucepan, I whisper between the stars. Can you get the picture? Look, the colors I flash just for you, for you! I am beautiful. How can you resist? Come closer. Let me hold you.

Still, you hesitate? I know you are intrigued. You dream of me, don’t you, I know. We’ve met there, before, did you know that? And you have heard me mentioned in the sailors’ songs, the stories they whisper in crowded bars. Yes, they know me, too.

You know me, yes you do. But we haven’t been properly introduced.

Let me tell you a little bit about myself. I’m way, way, older than you. I come from somewhere else. This place, this shape suits me, here. The dark, the pressure of gravity. The skeletons of fallen whales. This is what they call the Twilight Zone–where the light from your sun doesn’t reach. My eyes have seen many different suns. Look into my eyes and you’ll see.

Come out with me, beyond the seabeds, past all traps under this moon. Your little life is so limited, here, rounded as it is with sleep and death. I can feel the longing in you, the empty spaces yearning to be filled. Come out with me beyond the human. Let us be together, mind and mind.

Let me show you what it is to be alive, to swim in the bright fluid of electrons moving. To dance to the songs the quasars sing.

Come closer. Let me hold you. Your tears taste of blood and the sea.

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