Welcome to my blog. Here you can find some of my flash fiction and perhaps some other musings. If you wish to view posts in a specific category, click on the button below. I hope you enjoy and come back soon.

  • Dec 13, 2017 Time to test the theory that idle talk costs lives “Anyway, that’s when-” Impatiently, I glanced at my watch heaving my best tragic sigh. “Shimon, I’d love to hear about your. . .” continue reading
  • Dec 6, 2017 With some trepidation I stepped forwardMy breathing rattled my teeth as I moved. Glancing back, I gulped seeing the platofrm’s tether to the space station. So thin. So frail. continue reading
  • Nov 29, 2017 If there was ever a time to seize the day, now was that timeFoire shoved Gaodan backwards, until his body hit the bridge’s railing. Redava crept closer, an unseen shadow for a moonless night. A good night for chances. Change was coming. continue reading
  • Nov 22, 2017 Blame was the keyWater dripped in a staccato rhythm. That’s the next project Redava decided. She looked up to faces watching, waiting for wisdom. Too bad wisdom hid from her. continue reading
  • Nov 15, 2017 The boy hadn't spoken since his twin had goneGaodan grabbed the boy’s chin. The eyes remained vacant unseeing. Unseeing here at least. continue reading
  • Nov 8, 2017 I definitely need one of thoseMirisalie’s waved her hand igniting a bonfire in the cavern’s pit. Her imps dove into the flames. At least someone was pleased. continue reading
  • Nov 1, 2017 This was taking not giving a shit to a new levelI cussed at the others for slacking. There was too much horizon for a single pair of eyes. I’d almost missed the smudges over the mountain and rains weren’t due for weeks continue reading
  • Oct 25, 2017 All that was left was a recording of them arguing. On loop Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. As the lock cycled, Jany felt air rush past. Stepping forward, she felt the gravity deteriorating as she entered the tethered ship. Her helmet’s light swept over the corridor, illuminating details as fuzzy as memory. “Jany?” Phip asked over the link. “Is it the ship?” She paused at a ... continue reading
  • Oct 18, 2017 She had followed the woman for daysShelley watched as the hauler creep toward Scout Station. Rosemarie wouldn’t dodge away again, not like at Ark Base. Shelley would use the company, not fight them. continue reading
  • Oct 11, 2017 I finally kicked down the noisy neighbors’ doorAfter a week I couldn’t take their ceaseless off-key chanting anymore. One kick had the door smashed and them gaping. Grabbing the goblet some brat’s hand (a pimpled one at that), I sniffed the contents. continue reading

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