Tagged: Flash Fiction

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Freshalicious

I’ve been spending time recently to freshen up my website because it’s spent the better part of the past year being neglected like countless Tamagotchi from the nineties. But after moving to a new website host and installing a new WordPress theme you’re now looking at the funky-fresh new website of yours truly. I’ve been in a writing drought of late. Prior to posting an entry on the new Doctor the other day (Spoilers: Jodie Whittaker was AWESOME!) I hadn’t...

Flash Fiction | Supervillain

I’ve really been having a lot of fun with the Writing Prompts of late (as you’ve probably noticed from the plethora of blog posts recently). Here’s a quickie I wrote on my lunch break. The Prompt: [WP] A child wants to be a supervillain when they grow up, rather than a superhero. The Story: “I’m sorry, you want to be a what?” Berserko Fantastico said to his young daughter, Natalie. At only seven years old she was already a handful,...

Flash Fiction | An Ancient Relic of True Wisdom

I know I only just posted some flash fiction less than an hour ago… but I couldn’t resist this one. Again, from Writing Prompts on Reddit. The prompt: [WP] In a far-distant future, children of age are paraded en masse to an ancient relic which is prophesized to only accept the touch of a chosen one. Sadly, it’s just a locked smart-device. The Story: The children marched single file along the wide promenade. Crowds of people, twenty rows deep lined...

Flash Fiction | The Replacements (D&D Style)

Another lunch break and another piece of flash fiction inspired by Writing Prompts on Reddit. The prompt: [WP] You’re usual D&D group was a no show for your campaign, jokingly you wish for interesting players to play with… That’s when 3 people from history appear at your table complete with character sheets. The Story: “For the last time, no, Julius, you can’t cast magic missile,” I said as I rubbed my temples, thinking that perhaps wishing for these idiots was a...

Flash Fiction | He Was Always so Nice

I wrote this piece in my lunch break today after poking through Writing Prompts on Reddit. This one struck a chord with me so I typed out a few hundred words. The prompt: [WP] “For a serial killer, he’s awfully polite. Even sends me post cards from time to time.” The Story: The first postcard was strange. A cityscape photo of Phoenix, Arizona on one side and a hand-written note “Thinking of you in Phoenix,” on the other. No signature...

Flash Fiction | Serials: A Love Story

Darius Fargo drove along Interstate 80 in his ’67 Chevy Impala, one arm hanging lazily from the window. The other held the steering wheel with the least amount of effort possible. He was driving through America’s heartland. Miles of farmland stretched out in all directions. It’d been hours since he’d driven through the last town where he’d decided not to stop, instead pressing his luck for his remaining fuel to get him to the next town. Another mile down the...

Mimic Madness a Finsbury Park mini by Morgan Hobbes

Mimic Madness: A Finsbury Park Mini

This is a follow on from my previously published short Finsbury Park, so if you haven’t read that you probably should so you know who the characters are. Finsbury Park was in his living room watching a foreign movie when a loud crash came from his kitchen. He jumped up and ran to investigate and found, to his great disappointment, Mister Universe standing there eating a biscuit. “No, no, no. Whatever you want. No,” Finsbury said. “At least hear me...

Flash Fiction | Drowning (A to Z Challenge)

Alone she lay underwater. Bubbles rose to the surface. Cold water engulfed her. Death would arrive soon. Every moment of life flashing by. Fish startling as she thrashed. Gone was hope of survival. Holding her belly. Infant inside she would never know. Justice she hoped would come. Killers deserve it more than most. Lovers who lie maybe more so. Murdering those they once loved. No more after this would she suffer. One last thing, couldn’t hurt to try. Pray hard...

Flash Fiction | Djinn and Tonic

This is a short exchange between a Djinni and a character named Tonic. I’ve been kicking around an idea for a short story involving a Djinni for a while now but have been trouble developing the overall story arc. So while I let it percolate away in my subconscious, here’s a little bit of fun which doubles as a bonus blog entry for this week. Djinn and Tonic “Don’t you ever get bored?” Tonic asked the Djinni. “Sometimes, I guess,” the...

Flash Fiction | The Swarm

I wrote a piece of flash fiction while procrastinating instead of concentrating on my other works in progress. I’d been having trouble with a particular scene, so to take my mind off it I started reading a lot of flash fiction online. After reading many great stories online I was impressed at how much information could be packed into so few words, so I sat down and started typing the first thing that came to mind in an attempt to create...