I've been down with a monster cold the past couple weeks, and this blog was neglected. So today I'm publishing one of the first flash fiction pieces I wrote about eight years ago. I hope you enjoy it! Written with the prompts: He had known better, OR, She is the only one who knew me, … Continue reading His True Name
Written with the prompts: maniac, nostalgic, random lines, every head turned, Melba looking at books, lights flickered, dairy dog, Jimmy heard, we can have pets, future island, bad shit going down, construction, helicopter, drums, no luggage, not a mistake, new normal, give them the finger Melba looked up from her book when she heard Jimmy bark. She … Continue reading Future Island
An August rerun for your reading pleasure! Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: he had no passport, typing blind, a friend went with me, winds off of Carmel, you can smell the money, true love, it was a surprise to me, Carol are you there, critter, does the door open, how do I … Continue reading The Passport
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: face, United States, queen, xerox, tundra, nectarine, hail, cat, vermin, isolation Jenna stretches out in a small patch of sunlight between her trailer and the snow plow. It’s her first summer on the tundra and she’s still getting used to the 3 AM daylight. Her poor … Continue reading Leave It To The Bees
Written with the prompts: wigwags are flashing, from clowns to canaries, love loves difficult things, when I break rules, late but kept driving, interlude, what am I doing, as timid as__, we used to be __, as if broken bones. . . , life on stage, ran fingers across. . . , voyages were random, … Continue reading Interlude
When Jenna arrived at the border, she was surprised to find a guard at the gate. His jaw was square and his lips were pinched into a straight line, as if he’d spent a lifetime clenching his teeth. “Who did you used to be?” she asked him. He didn’t smile but his face visibly relaxed … Continue reading At the Border
Ready Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: prepare for, it was the zipper, the worst, once upon a time, midnight in a perfect world, Monday is for ones, come away with me, dance, immediately, learning to fall, underwear, I felt cold, we have a long way to go, leap of faith, discourage, … Continue reading Ready
Matilda parked Grandma under the tree while she hung the wet sheets on the line. “I love the smell of fresh laundry,” Grandma said as she watched her hired care giver. Matilda smiled and nodded. “This has always been my favorite tree,” she continued, lifting her arms to take in the outstretched branches, the canopy … Continue reading One Tiny Moth Hole
Written with my Thursday group with the prompts: she studied her face in the mirror, it was heavy, incredibly crucial, a red balloon landed next to him, settle down, a stranger, who is afraid to live without illusion, one size fits all, I didn’t have the energy for that, what’s in a name, no two’s, … Continue reading Naming
Written with the prompts: springtime, accepting limits but pushing for more, wonder about the ivy, there is always a little girl standing in the corner just staring, Maddie in the grip Maddie is in the grip of a good story, her pale face illuminated by the blue light of her Kindle. It is winter inside … Continue reading In The Grip
