Flash Fiction 11 – Zombie Stories

  Three hours into the five hour drive from Bungowan to Sydney, Brian started telling zombie stories. Katy tightened her grip on the wheel. Brian was the most annoying co-worker she had ever had. “- and he sucked the guy’s brains right out of his head! So,” Brian loosened his tie and opened a bagContinue reading “Flash Fiction 11 – Zombie Stories”

Flash Fiction 9 – The Decision

They sat high on the ridge, watching the flickering campfires below. The night was cold and vast, the sky a glittering dome of stars. The dry grasses rattled in the wind. “If we join them we lose our freedom,” Rill muttered. “If we stay here we starve,” Ella said, “There’s warmth, food, a future downContinue reading “Flash Fiction 9 – The Decision”

Flash Fiction 7 – Friday night drinks

“Would you rather live in the 1970s or the 1980s?” the handsome young man with the soft brown eyes leaned in closer. Katy giggled. The wine bar was so noisy on Friday nights. This guy had an unusual line of conversation. “Hmmm,” she said, “1970s.” “Interesting,” he flashed a smile and sipped his drink, “NewContinue reading “Flash Fiction 7 – Friday night drinks”

Flash Fiction 5 – There was a strange smell coming from the refrigerator

There was a strange smell coming from the refrigerator. At first Hank thought it was a piece of pizza, but he moved the old jars around and found nothing. Not that it was likely he’d forget a piece of pizza. Hank took a can of beer over to his favourite chair, sat himself down andContinue reading “Flash Fiction 5 – There was a strange smell coming from the refrigerator”