Tag Archive: #flashfiction

Sunday Photo Fiction: Don’t Tell Mom

They stood at the scenic overlook and surveyed the park. “Where’s the trail,” Sarah asked. Big brother, David answered. “The trail starts in the parking lot below us.” He pointed as he spoke.… Continue reading

Crimson’s Creative Challenge: Llama

Carol planned a week’s vacation in the Rocky Mountains. She bought a llama to help carry gear. Every day she and the llama went for a walk. Everyday Carol added a little more… Continue reading

Friday Fictioneers: Häagen Dazs

Häagen Dazs, Häagen Dazs. How I love thy. Let me count the ways. I am forever grateful to the one who invented you. Maybe not too grateful. Sad actually. No, I think upset.… Continue reading

Friday Fictioneers: Never

“When hell freezes over,” he said. “I don’t think so,” I said. “You’ll meet some girl from some farm town and fall head over heals.” I was the only woman he’d brought home… Continue reading

Friday Fictioneers: Moma

Moma taught me her ways. She saved her cures in a collection of colored bottles on the shelf. She cured their diseases, ulcers, arthritis, and memory lose. They thought she was a little… Continue reading

Friday Fictioneers: Ghosts

“Don’t go there.” “It’s condemned. You don’t want to fall through the floor and break leg.” “It’s haunted. Ghosts will get you.” Words JD had heard all his life. Now that he was… Continue reading

Friday Fictioneer: Brilliant

“He let you put them up?” “Yes. The owner likes me. He thought it was a great idea.” “Why?” “We’re here in secret.” “This I know.” She leaned in and softly said, “No… Continue reading

Friday Fictioneer: The Doll House

  “I thought you were going to sell that thing.” “I was, but it’s been in the family for generations.” “I’m the one who’s going to have to dust it.” “It will care… Continue reading

Friday Fictioneer: Trading Dreams

Leaning against the windowsill, she watched the full moon. She’d been dreaming about fairies. Dreams inspired by her grandmother’s stories. Which made her wonder, what would it be like have wings and fly… Continue reading

Friday Fitioneer: The Krunkie

Krunkie was a little, hairy creature with a long, thin tail, who came from another world. When he saw his reflection in the mirror, he asked, “Who dat?” He couldn’t understand it was… Continue reading

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