My last post talked about me having all these words screaming in my ears, begging to write them down, how my mind was already ready to dive in to the next project. I just have one problem right now: Anxiety and OCD in some kind of weird uproar. The words scramble to reach my fingertips,... Continue Reading →
Mini Flash Fiction: The Faire
A recounting of good times at the Renaissance Faire, and not actually fictional.
Flash Fiction: Spring’s Flourish, Autumn’s Chill
This week, Chuck Wendig's Flash Fiction challenge is To Behold the Divine: Gods and Goddesses. With today being the Spring Equinox, I thought I'd write about... well, let's see if you can guess. Enjoy! --- "Spring's Flourish, Autumn's Chill" “Go to hell!” Those were the only words I heard as Devin Tomlinson's fist connected with... Continue Reading →
Flash Poetry: Terms of Service
In which I am overly concerned with "updated" Terms of Service... and also make a Dragon Age: Inquisition reference. You're welcome.
Flash Fiction: Something that Scares You
This week's challenge: write about something that scares you. Here's what scares me.
Flash Fiction in one Sentence: Apocalypse
Because it popped into my brain and doesn't currently have a home... She texted me back a single sentence; "I haven't had enough coffee to deal with the apocalypse."
Single Serve! Flash Fiction: The Character in the Story
It's been kinda quiet since Queen of Diamonds launched. *eyes every which way* I wrote this as part of an idea I *might* just expand upon in the future, but I wanted to share it with you all now! A little bit Truman Show-esque, but within the pages of a novel. Okay, here goes: I... Continue Reading →
Mini Flash Fiction: Accidental Adventures in Culinary Places
This story may or may not have come from me almost doing something... She adjusted her veil and looked in the mirror, smiling as her grandmother approached. "Any sage advice for me, 'Maw?" The elderly woman thought a moment, eyeing the baby pink ringlets that edged out her grandaughter's elegant bun. "Read the labels." Her... Continue Reading →
Single Serve! Flash Fiction: A Sentence.
And now, a flash fiction told in one sentence: Death looked to the sky, listening to the crotch rockets fly past at well over 35MPH, and with a sigh said, "It's much too early in the morning to die." This tiny trinket may or may not have come to me early this morning, standing in my... Continue Reading →
Flash Fiction: The Blind Tattooist
Another day, another flash! Posting this one early, because I AM A REBEL AND CAN DO THAT. Or because I have adult things to take care of tomorrow. Dammit. So! Last week, Chuck Wendig had everyone post sentences that would be the center of this week's story. This week, we had ten to choose from.... Continue Reading →