I wrote a flash fiction about taking a driving test and failing again and again.
It was inspired by my cousin who took quite a few attempts to pass the test. I found myself incredibly proud and amazed by his bravery to get back into car and try again.
It took me three attempts to pass my driving test and I was all for giving up after the second time I failed. My hands still get really sweaty every time I think about it.
Anyway, the flash fiction (which doesn’t even manage to get to 400 words in length) can be found in Flash Fiction Magazine right here:
Have a read and let me know what you think!
And, of course, I would love to know:
How did you do on your driving test?
How sweaty are your hands right now? (Okay, maybe you don’t need to answer that one)








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