Thursday Threads Week 27

She follows him off the bus, dragged behind by an invisible tether. She catches his eye long enough to see him smirk. That grin, that wicked stare – she thought she was finished with them, that they would never wield that power over her again. And yet, here she is. She only agreed to come […]

Five Minute Fiction Week 104

“You see? It’s all gone!” Tim seemed almost frantic. Truly, Shari could see that he was right, but honestly, the man needed to stay calm. She examined the evidence with a clinical eye. The plate had nothing left on it but traces of its previous contents – a verification of Tim’s complaint. “You are certainly […]

Friday Picture Show Week 30

Nine Eleven They stand around the makeshift memorial atFourteenth Street. No one is allowed further downtown than that. The sky is black, murky. Everything smells like ash. Everyone around him is terrified. He stares into the flickering flame of the candles that sit among bouquets of flowers, and pictures of lost faces. The flowers in […]

Friday Picture Show Week 29

“Let me see, pet.” Trembling, she treads into the bright room. Careful not to look beyond the path of her toes along the carpet, she only sees His polished shoes before she turns and kneels. “Pull your hair back.” She lifts the silky waves over her shoulder. He makes a noise of disapproval, her blood […]

Thursday Threads Week 25

“Betchya can’t catch me!”  Jessica squealed, tearing off down the lawn. Dane sprinted after her, arms and legs pumping. “Betchya I can!” Their sneakers ripped through the carpet of reds, oranges and yellows that had fallen free from the trees that morning. The sky was a crystal clear azure above their heads, the telltale remnants […]

Fifty-Five Word Challenge Week 11

“Where are we going?” she whispered. Rollen smiled wickedly. Nodding to his fellow pixies, only fireflies to the nervous child,  he led her down the dock.  He could see his boat in the distance. “Somewhere they will never find us.” Rollen waited until the child splashed into the water before unsheathing his knife.

Five Minute Fiction Week 102

Week 102 Finalist “Kate and I first met as children on a playground.” My father’s speech halts and he has to clear his throat before continuing. His fingers grip the podium he’s standing behind, as if it’s the only thing keeping him upright. “Even though I was only a boy, I felt drawn to her, […]

Thursday Threads Week 24

“I can’t do this anymore.” The words broke free from her throat, as hoarse and parched as her heart felt – like it had bled free of all emotion. But that wasn’t the truth. Inside, she felt as if she were dying. She hazarded a glance to where he stood in front of her. They’d […]

Five Minute Fiction Week 101

Week 101 Finalist Everything is so damn right awkward now. In fact, it’s worse than awkward when I see you enter the dining hall, strolling in amongst the other students who are tired and caffeine-starved and feeling not at all as awkward as I do. Can they see it on my face? Do my baggy […]

MenageMonday Week 35

          There it is! See? I told you!” “No way! You really didn’t make it up?”Brandon’s voice is full of awe, face pressed against the glass. “What is that?” Marissa nervously eyes the sign racing by. “Bloody Basin Road!” Mark cackles. “What happened there?” Marissa lip quivers, eyes widening. “It’s where […]