Tag: Flash
When did we last live so freely?
The children exited the red school doors, and ran to our arms for a double hug, each balancing on one … More
Story Time Sunday #53
Dear Readers, This week’s flash fiction story reexamines the true nature of bravery. It was inspired by a photo taken … More
Story Time Sunday #52
“Passengers, pardon the interruption, but we will need to make an emergency landing due to severe weather.” I’m a few … More
The Plunge
“It’s lopsided.” “Better?” I shift the shield over Brenda’s eyes. Adjust her metal cave. Clank on the side a few … More
Story Time Sunday #51
Today’s story is a bit of flash fiction inspired by this photo from April 21st of Flemish Minister-President Jan Jambon … More
Story Time Sunday #50
Dear Readers, I was all set to post the silliest of flashes today and realized that this is my fiftieth … More
Silver Stallion to the Rescue
This is a bit of brevity penned for Fandango’s Story Starter #43 I would have happily married Darlene if it … More
Story Time Sunday #7 The Hunt
Happy Easter Story Time Sunday! Today, I’m resharing a fresh Easter flash fiction that I conceived on my bike ride, … More
Story Time Sunday #48
Dear Readers, It appears my mind has been traveling outer space this past week, perhaps in search of an escape … More
The Awakening
Today’s storytime is a departure from my usual far-fetched tales of fantasy and speculative fiction. This is a tragic, gritty, … More
Story Time Sunday #46
Dear Readers, Today’s micro-fiction was written in response to the photo below, and well, with a strict word count, which … More
Story Time Sunday #45
This week’s story time was inspired by a photograph of Buddhist monks attending the Makha Bucha celebrations at the Wat … More
The Sweetest Sacrifice
This week’s story is inspired by an eerie photograph taken in Blagoevgrad, Bulgaria on February 10th depicting a faithful group … More
Story Time Sunday #43
I am often inspired by photography, and this week’s story was inspired by a photograph found in The Atlantic of … More
Just Left There to Float
Today’s story has few words, but a lot to say. I hope you enjoy this flash-forward. I penned it last … More
Story Time Sunday #41
“Southerners don’t do well on just dry land,” Daddy said, while Mommy fanned herself faster and faster, but it made no difference, her Sunday makeup continued to melt. August heat was a wildfire.
Story Time Sunday #40
Twenty dollars and a toad, I told myself handing over the ticket and locking myself in the creaky metal tub … More
The Tree Man
The snow flowered overhead like cotton constellations daubing the wound of the cleared forest. Most of the trees were plucked, … More
Commander of Cheer
The hat ripped off in warp drive leaving patches of barren head and scattered silvery strands. His wrapping-paper eyes still … More
Towards the Dawn
Battered women have a tenseness to them. Huddled in a circle at the monthly support meeting, our shoulders connect, stiff … More
A Good Haul
I take out a garment bag, unzip the front to find a burgundy evening gown. Bingo. Let that fabric breathe. … More
My First Frost
Story Time #29
A blogger friend sent me this photo for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #386, and I found it too tempting to … More
Happy Youbirthday
Rays of light filtered through the trees revealing a hidden meadow of doors. Rodney stepped out from his hiding place … More