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Genre: Horror
Subject: Delivery in 30 minutes or less

This was the "heat group prompt" for team 5 in the NYC Midnight Short Story Challenge 2011. I missed the official sign-up deadline by a matter of minutes, so that meant I was locked out from "officially" competing in this year's short story speed round.

It's a 2-parter.... Round 1 gives contestants 8 days and 2,500 words to create a short story in their assigned genre centering on the assigned subject. Round 2 then takes the Round 1 winners and gives them just 24hrs to create a second story.

There were 30 groups covering every genre twice and no two subjects were the same. As I couldn't officially participate, I've opted to attempt the challenge under the table, as it were. I picked group 5 because of my fondness for the number 5, and it wasn't until after I had selected my group that I read through the entire genre list and their paired subjects. My pairing wasn't the best, but it was nowhere near the worst----

Sooooooo, now the fun begins.....

Horror stories, of course, should evoke fear, terror, maybe even revulsion with an overwhelming feeling of disgust---- either way, the emotions should be strong and with only 2,500 words.... it's gonna have to be hella strong (that's not so many words to evoke so strong a feeling)

The typical zombie.
The concept of a time restricted anything would definitely add to the tension and suspense. Working against the clock is an obstacle that everyone is more than familiar with. And, anybody that's worked pizza/food/mail delivery understands the time constraints of a mobile job.

But the "horror" part of the story????

What are we talking about delivering?? Zombie pizza with body-part toppings?? Demon babies?? Demon mail from the bowels of hell ??  Money-back guarantee or your next soul's free???

So many options, so little time, so few words, so many zombies hungry for pizza.......


  1. you never fail to rise to a challenge, I can't wait to see what you do with this.

  2. lol..awwwww :-)

    I'm actually interested to see where this story goes as well....

  3. I bet you're gonna come up with a doozy! ;)

  4. I'm hoping..... I might have 1 version worked out, but, I'm not sure whose Point of view the story should be set in. At the moment, it's the guys who's ordering the 'food'... lol


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