Category: Fiction

For the Terribleminds flash fiction challenge, A Traveling Tale. “Do you know why I pulled you over, son?” Travis shook his head. “No, officer, I don’t. I was on cruise control at four miles over the speed limit to keep up with traffic.” “Your registration’s past due. Sticker on your plate says so.” Travis smacked… Continue reading Flash Fiction: At The Terminal

For the latest Terribleminds challenge, “Death Is On The Table“. If it weren’t a funeral, it’d probably be the social event of the season. Everybody was there. Little Tommy Scattergun, Nicky the Nose, Harry ‘Houdini’ Lockland, pretty much every cousin or uncle or niece the old Godfather had kept close… …and the woman in the… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Politeness and Respect

For “A Terrible Lie” over at Terribleminds… He saw the tension of the day wash from her face when he greeted her at the door. “I’m glad you’re home.” She kissed him lightly as she shed her coat. “Get out of the office early?” “Yeah. I got everything together in plenty of time.” “That makes… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Liars

Greek Tomb or Treasury 2011 by Mylissa @ Captive Eye, on Flickr This week, Chuck Wendig gave us the title and nothing else. Grace inhaled sharply as her booted foot caught on a loose rock on the floor of the cavern. The four of them had been keeping relatively quiet as they made their way… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Fire of the Gods

Chuck’s “The Business End”, from Flickr Chuck Wendig chose my words – Beast, cape, dinosaur, finger, gate, insult, justice, paradise, research, university. They were three by the time the reached the gate. Two of Johnson’s partners had backed out of the actual trip, saying they’d be satisfied with evidence. Daniels was the only one crazy… Continue reading Flash Fiction: World's Deadliest Hunt

For the Terribleminds Song Shuffle Part II, Winamp suggested a song by Nigel Godrich from the score to Scott Pilgrim vs. The World. Sweat had suctioned the cloth of his underclothes to his skin. The plates and rings of metal that composed his armor felt especially heavy. He leaned on his sword, shield dangling from… Continue reading Flash Fiction: This Fight Is Over

For the Terribleminds challenge, “Making a Sandwich.” It was 2 a.m., and the rest of the nation was sleeping. The light from the large fridge bathed him in garish, cold light as he dug out the fixings. He placed the containers on the wide steel counter, closed the fridge door and tightened the cinch of… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Executive Sandwiches

My attempt to write an unlikable protagonist. The phone always rang at the worst times. And in this case, it was the worst person calling. “This really isn’t a good time.” “Then why didn’t you let it go to voice mail?” Her voice, as always, had tinge of obliviousness that he simultaneously thanked and cursed… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Mr. Caine