Flash Fiction

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


  • 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
  • Oct 4, 2017 He wasn't an aberration, but he was certainly abnormalI held my hand near the glass feeling the heat radiating out as obscuring liquids rolled within. Birth should began in heat and muck. continue reading
  • Sep 27, 2017 It was a tiny issue but a lot seemed to rest on itCirani breathed as the cursor flashed on the line. Rubbing his eyes, he stared. One character? Was it that? He’d been searching for. . . “Time?” he asked. continue reading
  • Sep 20, 2017 Whichever path he chose would ruin someone's life“What’s our course?” Sem asked again. My eyes remained on the horizon as the ship heaved under me. I’d have to answer soon, but every second until then was precious. The cost though wouldn’t be mine. Whichever path I chose someone would be ruined. continue reading
  • Sep 13, 2017 She'd got him wrong, but that was her loss 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. Rolum’s hand twitched above the controls as screen light exposed Min’s pointless hesitation. “Left path.” She didn’t need his mantra. He’s watched her accepted his hint. Min stepped right and the passage doors sealed behind her. Choice made. He slumped in his chair rubbing at his face. “Not that way.” ... continue reading
  • Sep 6, 2017 She dropped the shotgun on the bed 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. Kelsey didn’t feel the chill proceeding him. He was just there, silent, robes disturbed by an unknowable breeze. She dropped the shotgun on the bed, crossing her arms. “Nettie’s gun.” Her gram’s name shivered into her, felt more than heard. “You’re why she surrendered. I’d wondered. . . ... continue reading
  • Aug 30, 2017 The day my mother was kidnapped 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. Wrenching my arm free, I turned from their imploring faces. “Back, Kinale.” I flung the epitaph at the gathered men. “She’s taken, only hours ago. She’s not dead.” That silenced them . . . for a moment. Cafroth dared speak first. “We do not diminish your pain. We ... continue reading
  • Aug 23, 2017 She was tired of him regaling her with his tales 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. Clutching the dented mug, Marsa strained for a glimpse of rock or dust beyond the ship’s windows. Empty space greeted her. They were past the belt now, still Chosk spun his untrustworthy tales. “Never saw me coming,” he was saying. As if his stories destroying her people ... continue reading
  • Aug 16, 2017 He was impervious to her abuse 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. Why must gnats wake him? He snorted as the pressure beat against his side. Useless of course. He pulled himself from the floor (cold now anyways) and twisted his neck to see his latest pest. “But you’re a girl?” he said leaning closer. “I’m a warrior!” she said indignantly, ... continue reading

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