Category: Flash Fiction
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Two Sentence Fiction
Two sentence stories exploring the pain of the writerly life. Sally had a file full of articles on blogging, a date planner with a blog schedule, a master to-do list, a top priority to-do list, a micro to-do list, a thumbnail to-do list and a motivational poster above her desk. But the only way she…
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Flash Fiction – The Old Man Under the Bridge
A new flash fiction for the New Year. * * * * She ran fast through the city streets. The first fireworks were lighting up the sky. She found him under a floodlit bridge. He stood, hands in his pockets, gazing at the lights reflected on the flowing river. A ball of red and golden…
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Flash Fiction: The Undo Button
Flash Fiction returns! This week – what if life had an undo button? * * * * Jenny sighed as she accidentally deleted a paragraph in her document. She clicked the undo button and the text reappeared. If only life was that simple, she thought as she closed her laptop and headed for the coffee…
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Very Short Stories
The tree rested on the wall. Its limbs were so tired from the centuries of walking. * * * * © 2015 M. C. Dulac A very short story – new stories based around a picture, every week.
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Flash Fiction: An exercise in POV
Earlier this week, I had a post about describing places in your character’s words. Here is a mini-flash fiction from three POVs. The scenario, the summoning of three immortals, to a well-to-do house on a bay overlooking Sydney Harbour. * * * * The door fell open as Alexander approached. He entered the hall, taking…
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Flash fiction – Hipster Hunting
Betty didn’t want to go home without seeing a hipster. Betty had spent the previous week visiting Sydney with her husband Merv, seeing the sights and remarking on how much had changed since they had last visited the city. Before they returned to their retirement village on the Central Coast, Betty was determined to go…
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Flash Fiction – Hipsters versus Vampires
The vampire had seen many changes over the centuries. Born a human girl on the vast plains of Hungary in the last days of the Roman empire, she had survived the age of magic and superstition, observed the revival of Gothic architecture, been present at the birth of the renaissance and celebrated the triumph of…
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I #AmWriting
I am now #writing on Twitter! I am also currently #wondering if it is possible to edit a tweet, or if the exclamation mark I regret typing on #my first tweet will be there for #all eternity. Okay, I will not overdo the #hashtags. However, I am excited to be where it is @! Last…
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24. New Years Eve
On an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, not far from the international dateline, a young man was sitting on a white sandy beach. He shielded his eyes as a tall slender girl walked across the sand toward him. “So how are you feeling?” she said, sitting down. “I keep thinking I could…