No, it’s not some double whammy cult thing. It’s about a stellar event that I missed, but it’s not my fault. The fact that I couldn’t see it has vexed me so, but there was nothing for it. Unless you were in orbit looking out a window, gazing at the heavens in a way weContinue reading “Double Occultation!”
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Don’t you hate it when…
…you want to enter a writing contest but you’re absolutely blocked, nothing coming to mind, and you really, really, want to enter? Or even worse, when inspiration finally hits, it hits the day before it’s due, and you have to go to work? I hate that so much. So I’ll post it here. Enjoy… SideContinue reading “Don’t you hate it when…”
Half-Fairy
We had just called it a night. A storm raged outside, wind and rain battling each other to see which was worse. But we were safe in each other’s arms, spooning like we invented it, nuzzled up tight. Sleeping with her, in her home and in her room, meant sleeping on a queen-sized bed. MelanieContinue reading “Half-Fairy”
Time to Catch a Bastard
“So now what?” asked Gary as he leaned against the car. The parking lot they chose was a bit out of the way, and they had to park in the back for some privacy. “So now we wait” replied Lucy as she came to sit next to him. “Is this going to take long?” “IContinue reading “Time to Catch a Bastard”
Yes
“Good news” she said. My dad likes you.” “Really? He picked on me all through dinner?” “He wouldn’t do that if he didn’t like you.” “Oh, ok. I’m glad I met him. Now I can give you this.” I showed her the ring. She screamed “YES!” before I could ask. “So this is the guy”Continue reading “Yes”
The Ride
He stared absently out of the window from the backseat of the car as it crept through the city traffic. The billboard lights and neon signs pasted colors on his face, exposing his innermost thoughts and feelings. These hues defined his sense of anger, sorrow, and most of all, envy. The city streets opened upContinue reading “The Ride”
More three step flash fiction
No one knew there was a flaw. They admired the piece for what it was, perfectly un-perfect. The artist tried to hide the anger welling up, covering it with a look of aloofness, like it was just another day. It would be remembered as the artist’s greatest piece regardless. The doors opened and the crowedContinue reading “More three step flash fiction”
Cabin
It’s flash fiction, in three parts. They all follow a theme, but should stand alone. As such the order in which they appear shouldn’t matter. Tell me what you think. George stood in the front room of the wooden cabin, a room packed with more memories than furniture. It was gifted to him by hisContinue reading “Cabin”
Flash Fiction…in three steps
The trick here is three flash fiction pieces that stand alone, or together. In which case the order they appear in doesn’t matter. “Join my respite from these wretched fools” he said. “But they are me, and I can’t deny them” she replied. “Then you are doomed for their wretched pride” he cried. “Though IContinue reading “Flash Fiction…in three steps”
100 Word Flash Fiction…in 5 parts
Saturday night and the local bar, the popular one, was jumping. Looking through the large pane windows you could see that it could accommodate dozens. The lights were low in the peach and blue room but the energy was high as waitresses flew. There were people laughing and drinking at the tables in front ofContinue reading “100 Word Flash Fiction…in 5 parts”
Arid Testimony 