At last, an opportunity to redeem all the literary mojo I’ve spent on Twitter! Copyblogger is running a Twitter writing contest.

Here’s my entry:

He hunched by the bar phone, randomly dialing lipstick numbers from the dingy mirror nearby. On his last quarter, a familiar voice: “Ernie?”

“Joan here. A meteor just landed in my yard.”

“A what?”

“You know, one of those rocks from space. It’s right out in my front yard. I’m lucky it missed my mailbox.”

“Joan, aren’t those things, like, dangerous? And hot and stuff?”

“Well, I heard this ripping noise, there was a flash, and then a noise like thunder. I thought there was an earthquake or someone’s gas grill had blown up or something. But I looked outside and there was this fire in my front yard, and a big hole the size of my coffee table.”