It's just a quick, half-hour or so flash fiction to help me ry and work on my writing. hence the cliché; i don't particularly need to worry about plot because it's already sorted. so. tada.
Clean, College, Flash Fiction, No-Yiff, Short, cliché
Alv pinned his ears back against his head as he stomped down the length of the block. His boots were too much for the drizzle that the weather offered, but it was that or his threadbare sneakers, and some tiny part of his mind had done the calculation...
Flash Fiction, anxiety
A telephone rang. "Hello?"
"Mr. Otter? This is in regards to your son. I'm afraid the operation was not a success."
A gasp. He had feared this call. "What happened?"
"The doctors tried to remove the growths, but they remained no matter how they were...
Flash Fiction, Otter, Series
Before science had ruled all in it's power of knowledge, the gods had ruled in it's power of the spiritual. But there was a time, before gods where there was only one being, Chaos. This was a time before gods, before science, before the big bang,...
Flash Fiction, chaos, order
Been poking at the idea of writing flash fiction as a warm up exercise. these little vignettes are intended to be just to get me in the mode of putting words down on paper, so there's minimal editing.
> _lines and curves, lines and curves.
Coyote, Flash Fiction, Sigil
This is a flash fiction story i wrote for a small writing contest.
**between gods and gentlemen**
"spare a few coins? c'mon, just a few mon? buy a drink for a guy who's down on his luck."
Flash Fiction, Revenge, Samurai, thief
#4 of flash fiction
my five-sentence flash fiction for the confuzzled competition. i came third!
new, clean, safe: futureplex nuclear hovercars!
why go out in the fallout, when you could send your futureplex robot?
Flash Fiction, Robots, Sci-Fi
What follows is one of my writing warm-up exercises, to write about a rainy day. To describe it, I put myself into a character and decided to find out just who he is. I think he's interesting enough to show up in another somewhere. I'm just not quite...
Assassin, Flash Fiction, Male, Tiger
Mare Anguis is a lunar moon. Its name derives from the Latin for _Serpent Sea_. It has an appearance resembling that of a dragon in flight, wings outstretched, and it is an impressive 150 kilometers in diameter. (All the preceding paraphrased from...
Abstract, Dragon, Flash Fiction, Macro
Recursive cycles cement their way into secluded lives ceaselessly expanding, enveloping all thought and action.
People like you forgot how to live.
Somewhere along the way you forgot to appreciate how the sky shifts as night falls or day breaks, the...
Experimental, Flash Fiction, life, postmodern
#3 of flash fiction
a quick piece of flash fiction.
"you want me to do _what_?" joko's eyes bulged in his black mask, and he twitched his ears. "that's sick!"
"but think of the money!" the gibbon stretched his lips into an ingratiating smile.
Flash Fiction, Gibbon, M/M, Short
I played a game of "two truths and a lie" in my journal recently, and sludawg was clever enough to catch a clue that i'd left behind (so to speak), so i awarded him, half in jest, a "flash fiction" story to go with any bit of artwork that he might choose.
Flash Fiction, Horror, Male, Suspense, Wolf