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Fifty Years On

Gaze fixed on her phone, Jaz read the email again without taking in a word. She squeezed Tish’s hand, her grip tightening when raucous laughter exploded from the four men sprawled on the seats diagonally opposite. “I mean, look at ’im. Fuckin’ poof.” Tensing, Jaz looked up to see the man in the outside seat facing her, lean across the table and send a beer can clattering to the floor....

Added 12 Jul 2019 | Category Drama | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 110 | 7 Comments

36BC

It didn’t fit. It was the right style and cupped her left breast like a glove, but the right side gaped. “Everything alright?” Angie twisted, checking all angles in the mirror. “I’m going to try it with the blouse,” she said, bending to extract a small square of folded white cotton from a blue plastic bag. “Call if you need me.” “Will do.” Angle shook the blouse, tags flapping. She...

Added 31 Jan 2019 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 919 | 12 Comments

Editor's Pick Good Time Blues

Remember when we headlined at Alleycats, 420 East Street? Remember the heat, the buzz, the whole place packed to the rafters and reeking of liquor and cigarette smoke? Do you recall the spotlights cutting through the haze and the bone-shaking throb of the bass? Good times. The best. Our one chance to shine. Living on potato chips, cocktails, and laughter, we warbled passion to a lazy blues...

Added 24 Sep 2018 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 28 | Avg Score 5 | Views 790 | 28 Comments

Editor's Pick Juno Beach - Now and Then

  I sit on the beach, absently raking fingertips through the warm sand while listening to the cheerful clamour all around. My fellow holidaymakers laugh, squeal, shout to one another, their shrill cries mingling with the raucous shrieks of the gulls wheeling and swooping overhead. My gaze fixes on the waves lapping the shoreline. Each gentle splash and foaming spray is followed by the...

Added 15 Aug 2018 | Category Musings | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.92 | Views 432 | 14 Comments

Recommended Read Disconnected

Leaning as far over as she dared, she peered under the lake’s gently rippling surface. She could see all the way to the silt and rock bottom but couldn’t discern a black rectangle protruding from it. The phone was gone. “Stupid, stupid,” she muttered. “Where is it?” She risked leaning even farther, searching beneath the canoe but the old wooden vessel creaked in protest and tilted...

Added 23 Jul 2018 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 14 | Avg Score 5 | Views 503 | 12 Comments

Eight Minutes, Thirty-two Seconds

Cassie twitched. She jerked to the right and, fingers flexing, clawed the metal-tipped armrests before her hands flopped limply onto her lap. Light infiltrated her closed eyelids; swirls of colour that expanded and deepened, driving away the dense shadows of sleep. Feelings – a jumble of emotions with no apparent source – ebbed and faded, leaving behind disjointed remnants of panic and fear...

Added 02 Jul 2018 | Category Science Fiction | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 429 | 10 Comments

Fate

So, I got a diagnosis today. I was told that I have a condition that will, eventually, lead to my demise. My fate, it seems, has been sealed. Set in stone. Really? I’m not so sure. I mean, they’re right, it could be what finally gets me but only if I avoid bad drivers, runaway trains, boating accidents, mad cyclists, parachutes that don’t open, planes that crash land, bits falling off...

Added 09 May 2018 | Category Musings | Votes 14 | Avg Score 4.93 | Views 329 | 12 Comments

Old Dog, New Tricks

  “Ever seen anything like it?” “No. It’s not like mine.” “So you don’t know how to switch it on?” “Not a clue.” “Oh.” George peered at the object in his palm. “No manual,” he shrugged, “just some bits I don’t need.” “They don’t make manuals anymore.” George’s eyes widened. “You’re supposed to press stuff ’til it works. Don’t worry,” Meg patted his arm, “the grandkids will know what...

Added 04 May 2018 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 392 | 13 Comments

Sweet Camomile Tea

I poured my heart out to you today, spouted reams of passionate nonsense infused with hate, the bitterest ire  and blended with fruitless frustration. I ranted and raved at you today, offloaded old pent-up, smothered fears,  released thoughts brewed in darkest corners, unburdened my stirred-up, troubled mind. I stole your hands and held them today, I squeezed them tight while I said my...

Added 03 May 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 281 | 10 Comments

Surfing Santas and Sandmen

Catrin ran full tilt, her bare feet kicking up sand. Gleaming in the sunlight, her long auburn hair billowed out behind her like a sheet of flames. Without breaking stride, she glanced over her shoulder, and shrieking, picked up the pace. With the bells on her felt antlers jangling raucously and peals of laughter ringing from her throat, heads turned to look as Catrin smashed headlong into...

Added 21 Dec 2016 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 597 | 12 Comments

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