3:13 Living in Compromise
_Parasite is the third part of The Underground series_ _Chapter 13 of 29_ **Living in Compromise** "No, things are a little too hot right now. Give me a week, maybe two to get everything nailed down here in Arcadia first." With one finger plugged...
3:16 Milk Cartons
His eyes flashed away for a second, catching a slight glimpse of his straight, black hair, which hung down slightly in his eyes. there was no point in mincing words; not with a question that direct. "yes."
3:12 Weapon of Mass Distraction
_Parasite is the third part of The Underground series_ _Chapter 12 of 29_ **Weapon of Mass Distraction** "You know, I've seen pissed off ex-boyfriends storm through here, legitimate pimps wanting their former hookers back, and even fathers looking...
MY HUSBAND'S A BUTCHER
For once in these past few hours, nothing flashed and nothing horrible happened. don't get me wrong. i love my husband so dearly. but something deep inside me doesn't feel right.
3:26 The Times Between
_Parasite is the third part of The Underground series_ _Chapter 26 of 29_ **The Times Between** The Underground was a strange place. Anyone who had ever spent any time there would immediately pick up on the vast amounts of violence people would...
3:15 Interloper
Spinning around in a elegant flash, he felt jenna jump as the loud explosion of a lead slug being fired from a gun shattered the white noise of the city.
Furthemore Flash Fiction 2022 - Fedora
This was my entry for the furthemore 2022 flash fiction contest. the topic was the roaring 20's, so enjoy a little story about some hidden love way back when.
3:20 Hell Hath No Fury
Ten to fifteen other girls, all dressed similarly, were walking around, and the house lights that flashed shards of color around the room as they moved automatically messed with your eyes.
3:14 Psychological Warfare
Lines of code, and digital computer output that was nonsense to mick began flashing up on the screen. the detonator's lcd screen had gone completely blank as jenna worked to find a set of matching numbers. "so... mick started slowly.
3:2 Doctor Who?
The fox's memory flashed back to the dimly lit study he found openshaw in, simply waiting for alias. the middle-aged otter made no struggle, no cries for help, he didn't even have a gun to defend himself with.
Super powered evil villein-type-guy (dream)
To which she responded by flashing me, sort of, she lifted her shirt just high enough for me to see she was wearing a teal blue bra and than returned her shirt to normal and walked past...
Flash fiction pieces (2013-2016)
Each year, confuzzled holds a flash fiction contest, with entries limited to five sentences. here're some entries of mine from 2013 to 2016, all bundled up together. (tags therefore a bit random...) tricky fox is quickly running.