Flash Fiction

Here you can find the latest Flash Fiction posts. New posts are added weekly.


  • Feb 1, 2017 Would you come to my funeral Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. I set down the envelop staring at the last line. The words. The handwriting. They taunted me. I’d escaped. I had. But the yellowed paper mocked that too. I gained years, but nearly not enough. Twisting the ring, I traced the discrete controls. This couldn’t be the end. I hadn’t even solved the ... continue reading
  • Jan 25, 2017 Even if you prove me wrong, I’ll never agree with you Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. Dripping water kept the time as we sat across from each other. I could’ve run a pull down her back. “Relax,” I said breaking the quiet. “You’re making me nervous.” She scowled, inching toward the cave entrance. “We shouldn’t be here. It nests here.” I rolled my eyes leaning back against the ... continue reading
  • Jan 18, 2017 He kept absolutely still as the footsteps got louder Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. “Brownies, pixies and, fairy dust,” he whispered stilling his shakes as laughter tried to wriggle out. “Brownies, pixies, and fairy dust.” He clasped his hands over his mouth as the door clicked softly and the hinges squeaked. It was her. Even the two steps she took into the room were distinctive: determined ... continue reading
  • Jan 11, 2017 I'm sorry if it upsets you, but I'm marrying her Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. I’m sorry if it upsets you, but I’m marrying her– The parchment fell from my numb fingers. The fool. How could he do this? Did family mean nothing to disappear to marry a trollop over Princess Roderiqua. Horse hooves rang on the cobbles accompanied by a carriage’s rattle. Looking out the window I ... continue reading
  • Jan 4, 2017 The letter made it easier to ascribe blame to him Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. Burke would have to speak with her tutors. The girl’s innuendo was hopelessly off mark. Tragically, her father would soon have his fortunes change. No more tutors. The letter made it easier to ascribe blame to him. Blame he’d been looking for an adequate conduit for. Grasping the steam of the bell, ... continue reading
  • Dec 28, 2016 The heirs sat, waiting for the announcement Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. The heirs sat, waiting for the announcement. Garnette glanced at Garnock. He shook his head imperceptibly. leaving enough time for her to look forward before their father entered, their newest stepmother bouncing along. So it was done. Garnette forced a smile onto her face as the introductions were made. Not long and ... continue reading
  • Dec 21, 2016 There was something not quite right about the window Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. Payne halted but those he was trailing failed to notice. Their voices continued, fading as they rounded a corner. As fascinating as Midge’s pups were, there was something not quite right about the window. Crackled. Extra curls were covering the pattern. Reaching out Payne touched the window. Cold. Snapping back his hand, ... continue reading
  • Dec 14, 2016 He was unconscious when I found him Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. My jingle bells jangled with my irritation, neither improving my mood or waking the snoring man. I’d ribbon whoever’d come up with the shoes’ design. Unless I ended up hunting for work tomorrow. Today of all days. Why’d someone put sleeping pills in Santa’s cocoa? Flight was in two hours. I turned to ... continue reading
  • Dec 7, 2016 Sweetheart, what did you bury in the garden? Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. My husband paused washing the dishes, his gaze drawn out the window. “Sweetheart, what did you bury in the garden?” “Trying to trick me into helping? I won the bet fairly, dear.” Moving from the counter, my hand went for his shoulder as I tried to peer through the ... continue reading
  • Nov 30, 2016 This is advice from the master Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. “This is advice from the Master.” The words roared over the courtyard and conversations dropped off. I shoved my hair back and turned to face the source with the rest. “Renegades have been stopped beyond Jadin. The Master protects you. The Master grants all.” Ducking my head, I repeated the final phrase ... continue reading

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