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For the Terribleminds challenge 100-Word Stories. I lean out around the rock outcropping I dragged Riley behind to give us cover. I can’t see the shooters. But gunfire keeps my head down. “Dave? Are they still shooting?” “Yes.” “Don’t get shot. It sucks.” “I’ll keep that in mind.” Riley coughs. His hands are over his… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Outcropping

For this weeks Terribleminds Flash Fiction Challenge, we have been tasked to use one of these photos. I chose #47. The sun was blazing high in the sky, and there were no clouds nearby to get in its way. Traffic was far below the rooftop terrace where he reclined, tropical drink in his hand. He… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Rayo de Baja, Jr

For the Terribleminds Flash Fiction Challenge, “Fifty Characters“. RNG results below. Hollywood. Tinseltown. It has a lot of names, and so do the people that live here. Actors have screen names. Musicians have stage names. And if that woman on the corner was actually named “Champagne” by her mom and dad back in Pleasant Corners,… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Nick Vegas

My response to the Terribleminds Flash Fiction Challenge, Pick An Opening Line And Go. I closed my mouth, opened the door, and left. I got about three steps down the street before my phone buzzed. “Let’s… Let’s rethink this.” I looked up at the buildings above me. “You do all the thinking you want. I’m… Continue reading Flash Fiction: A Hard Bargain

For the Terribleminds Flash Fiction challenge, “Life Is Hell“. The stairs under the curio shop go down, down, down. Marcia didn’t mind the exercise, and the decent actually helped her clear her head. The ambient noises and constantly guttering lights no longer set her on edge, as was certainly their intent. She was able to… Continue reading Flash Fiction: 666 Steps

For the Terribleminds Flash Fiction Challenge, Five Random Words. “Bless you, dearie. Granny can always count on you two.” The words rang in Caroline’s ears as she and the mass of wrinkles beside her picked their way through the woods towards the city. To be fair, the wrinkles were mostly on Seymour’s face – the… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Some Small Things

I was challenged to tell a story in Ten Little Chapters. Lieutenant Richards looked up from the orders with a frown. “I don’t like this, sir.” “What’s to like?” The colonel didn’t look at his subordinate as he circled the map on the table in the center of the room. “They’ve got intelligence, they’re pinned… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Extraction Team Seven

According to Terribleminds and the Die of Fate, this story must contain “a talking cat” and “a plane or train ride”. “This is your captain speaking. We’ve reached our cruising altitude, and forecast for today calls for clear skies all afternoon. Feel free to unfasten your seat belts and move freely about the cabin, and… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Flight 666