Jordan Castillo Price PsyCop Flash Fic. Contest

Jordan and I had a couple of discussions about a contest to get your brains in gear (and hers too) 🙂 and she came up with this suggestion:

She’s looking for a reader who has the best PsyCop flash fic idea and she will pick  her favorite and post a flash fic.  She wants you to work for it, but she swears it’ll be worth it! 🙂

Your job: give her your flash fic idea in a single sentence of 20 words or less that must include either a color, an odor, or an object smaller than a breadbox. 

Her job: She’ll pick her favorite and write a PsyCop flash fic from it!

I think this is a wonderful idea and both Jordan and I are looking forward to your exciting suggestions!

You have until May 26 to leave your comments on this post.

PsyCop Series


I live in Canada and I love big dogs, music, movies, reading and sports – especially baseball


The room was red and smelled like copper and the wound in his head ached like hell.

(Sorry if there is any mistake in my english u.ù)


It was a silver wristwatch but as he got closer the hands started spinning and there was a distinct aroma of citrus.

Sorry couldn’t keep it under 20 words. (Another reason I suck at tweeting, cannot adhere to word counts :P)


Vic can’t believe Betty brought an actual red velvet cake to the housewarming he never wanted.


The sky suddenly seemed black and the smell of rot filled their noses, they looked at the letter in confusion

Jordan S.

btw, Jules, I love yours!


I blame Facebook.

Fried chicken, a half bottle of wine, and a red cloth spread out on the floor. Date night.

Jordan S.

I decided to go a little dark themed here and to include all the words suggested. Gosh, it was hard having to keep it at 20 words!

Jacob saw Vic stumble into his precinct, a knife in his hands, covered in black goo, and a swamp smell.



The first time Jacob noticed Vic, he was covered in red.


The scent of ozone accompanies the raindrops on the dugout roof, loud enough to hide their cries.


Ooh, this is EPIC! 🙂 I have one…I’ve always thought it would be a fun story, since the flowers smell like rotting flesh:

“Did the Senator really have a fondness for raising Carrion flowers, or was he hiding something terrible in his greenhouse?”

Jordan S.

Oh! I’ve got to think of something for this! It sounds wonderful!!! Thanks Jordan!


Oh, I like this! Now I MUST come up with something. ^^


Off the top of my head:

On a Vegas vacation they find their room haunted by a sex toy salesman offering suggestions, including vibrating blue dolphin.

Looking forward to the other suggestions.


How come mine is so pervy? LOL


How fun! I will have to get my thinking cap on but need to stop this and go to work! :grumble:

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