Personally, I don't much care for "flash fiction," for I prefer to lose myself in a long, complicated novel. But such short shorts may be the future as our attention spans shrink and we read on our iPhones.
At any rate, I read one defense of the genre today:
Reading flash fiction takes work the way poetry takes work. For the reader who is willing to meet a story halfway, and who enjoys tight, brief, tense and precise fiction, flash – in a tiny space – throws the reader in and out of the human condition in profound and unpredictable ways. What could be more satisfying?
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