Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, The Writing Mum

Snappy Easter

‘What time is it now?’ ‘It’s two minutes after you last asked, now shush’ 'So it’s two minutes past half past ... er' '...five, Kitty. It’s 5:32 in the morning. It’s not time for talking. Go back to sleep.' 'But I’m not-' ‘Shhhhh!’ ‘But I think he’s beeeen!’ ‘He?’ Ma opens one eye. ‘The Easter… Continue reading Snappy Easter

Flash Fiction

The Mountain Man

Gorm opened his eyes and sighed. Short naps were the finest, Gramps hadn’t been wrong. The rocky mountains of his people stretched endlessly before him, topped by the purple hues of the early evening sky. He stretched out his long legs sending boulders skittering below. Oops. There were voices close by, ‘I think we should… Continue reading The Mountain Man

Published Fiction

Published Fiction: Homemade Lemon Shade – The Cabinet of Heed – March 2018

I have this system for getting exactly what I want out of people, and today I’m going to use it. I’m going to use it on a woman named Elizabeth, and she has no idea. I’m waiting now on the corner of her street. I can see her front door from here. It’s red and… Continue reading Published Fiction: Homemade Lemon Shade – The Cabinet of Heed – March 2018

Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, The Writing Mum

The Dandy Lion (Friday Fictioneers)

A short, sharp intake of breath. Then her small features all go to work. Eyes focus, brow furrows, and lips form a perfectly puckered pout through which her lungs can release their contents. Two fine full lungs let blow. Ten tiny fingers tightly clutch the stem as the seeds take flight. A swirl of life… Continue reading The Dandy Lion (Friday Fictioneers)

Flash Fiction

Groundhog Nights (Friday Fictioneers)

Opening my charcoal eyes, I look at the familiar scene. Nothing new this time then. With night drawing in, the house emanates its cosy interior. Warm yellow light peeks out from pulled curtains, and swirls of steam pump from a boiler pipe. It’s pot luck where you’re going to pop up, and very rare to… Continue reading Groundhog Nights (Friday Fictioneers)

Flash Fiction

In Plain Sight (Sunday Photo Fiction)

Sweat trickled down her back despite her breath being visible in the early evening light. It was a miracle she'd got this far. She stopped for a moment, to adjust her grip, then staggered on, pushing with all her strength. The last fight had been the worst. His cruel words finding their way to the… Continue reading In Plain Sight (Sunday Photo Fiction)

Flash Fiction

Shatter the Silence

I remember peering around the doorway watching each plate shatter, splintering into a ceramic snowstorm at the hands of my mother. For some reason my memory has omitted the sound. I see her mouth open wide, her eyes and nose dripping. I see the droplets merging with the flying debris as she furiously throws her… Continue reading Shatter the Silence

Flash Fiction

Lone Rider (Friday Fictioneers)

“You riding alone?” Nicki looked along the line to the man towering over the ride attendant. “Indeed” he replied. She watched as he folded himself into the carriage, his movement like liquid. The ghoulish siren wailed and the man was carried inside. “Weird” “What?” Annie asked, beside her. “Oh nothing” More carriages departed before she and Annie… Continue reading Lone Rider (Friday Fictioneers)

Flash Fiction

Shed Some Light (Friday Fictioneers)

“Marie, are you in here?” “Shhhh... I’m meditating. Go away.” Charming. I thought, closing the shed door and hurrying back to the warmth of the kitchen. I took a sip of her unwanted tea. Why she insisted on going out there at all hours was beyond me. “I feel more at one with nature” she’d said… Continue reading Shed Some Light (Friday Fictioneers)