Brevity is the soul of this latest challenge from Chuck Wendig. The protagonist has reached this point through trial and error (mostly error) but the goal is now within reach, allies close by and enemies poised to strike. The audience is expecting a resolution to the conflict, be it a happy ending, one involving varying… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Another Three Sentences
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Flash Fiction: Enter the Bishop
Over on Terribleminds I’m playing The Numbers Game. He’d fought his way through her fortress, her brainwashed goons slapped aside as gently as possible. They were innocent, blameless. The silent plague they’d caught had done this. He entered the throne room at last, finding her on the wide dias, sampling ripe grapes. “You did this.”… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Enter the Bishop
Flash Fiction: The Torch
Terribleminds made me do it. The news was the same as they walked into the restaurant as it had been all day: rumors of some sort of natural disaster followed by talking heads alternately saying everything was under control and everybody was doomed. Linus shook his head as he removed his wife’s fur coat. “I… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Torch
Flash Fiction: Scratch
This week: 100 words on the subject of revenge. The knife was his world. With every move against the stone, his memory also sharpened. Scratch. Town hall meetings, talks with police, phone calls with councilmen, all aimed at making the streets safe. Scratch. Arguments from talking heads and neighbors, saying they were products of their… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Scratch
Flash Fiction: The Haunting on Rue de Berri
Plucked from the pages of history indeed. “Thank you for coming, Mister Franklin.” “It’s nothing.” The printing mogul and statesman leaned on his walking stick as he looked around the room. Like so many Parisian homes, it was as ostentatious as taste and budget allowed. A black cat looked up at him from the fainting… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Haunting on Rue de Berri
Flash Fiction: Walking After Midnight
For the Terribleminds flash fiction challenge Sub-Genre Tango Part II, here’s a mix of cyberpunk and sword & sorcery. “Man, I don’t know about this. We’re static if we get caught.” Van looked over his shoulder at Anton. The shorter youth’s outburst had been no louder than a hiss, but it sounded a bullhorn at… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Walking After Midnight
Flash Fiction: The Gunsmith
For the TerribleMinds flash fiction challenge, Must Love Guns. His fingers, stained with soot and grease, ached to their bones. He removed the visor he’d worn during the process and reached for the nearby cloth. He couldn’t take his eyes from his work as he pulled the towel over one hand, then the other. By… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Gunsmith
Flash Fiction: Been Caught Stealing
For the TerribleMinds flash fiction challenge, That Poor, Poor Protagonist. The water woke him. It was, as always, cold as ice. It poured onto the back of his head, around his naked shoulders, down his naked torso and over his multiple wounds. He could drink it, if he wished. They couldn’t stop him from doing… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Been Caught Stealing
Flash Fiction: A Real American Hero
For the terribleminds flash fiction challenge, The Flea Market The elderly man was comfortable, resting in the expansive bed that dominated the master bedroom of his suburban home. Under the babble of the talk hosts on the television was the constant, mechanical sound of the respirator. He’d told the doctors he didn’t need it, but… Continue reading Flash Fiction: A Real American Hero
Flash Fiction: The Whimper
For Chuck Wendig’s Flash Fiction Challenge: An Uncharted Apocalypse: He fumbled with the little packet of cheese and crackers in the empty store. The whole place smelled like rotten meat. The few items that hadn’t been cleared out in the final surge of panic had gone bad months ago. Now the only food worth taking… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Whimper
