First posted in 2018. || Image Credit: Photo by Alice Hampson on Unsplash A sickening twisted, warped view of the world. That you are right. That the world is wrong. That even worse, the world owes you something. And when you don’t get it? Well, you do what you’ve always done. What you always will do because you refuse to… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Delusion (From the Archives)
First posted in 2018. || Image Credit: Photo by Alice Hampson on Unsplash “I like what you’ve done with your hair,” Cassie said as Lyra sat down opposite her “it’s lighter?” “Much,” Lyra said, grinning, “did it myself.” Cassie raised her eyebrows. “Really?” she said, handing over the menu to Lyra to choose. Cassie had already chosen fifteen minutes ago,… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Hairstyle (From the Archives)
Some songs, some music, touches parts of you that you otherwise cannot interact with. The parts of you that you can’t handle without a tune to sooth the pain away, to allow yourself to look inwards at the cause of the pain and sit with it. Learn from it. Heal. There are songs that teach… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Song (A Teacup Story)
First posted in 2017. || Image Credit: Photo by Alice Hampson on Unsplash Anger is a good emotion, a strong emotion. It is an emotion which comes from wanting to fight back against the world, a person, a situation. It is vibrant reds and oranges, it is pure brilliant white like the heat of a forge. Anger shapes you, if… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Goodbye Anger (From the Archives)
Sometimes it's easier to be harsh than it is kind. Kindness takes self reflection. A pause before you respond. It takes selflessness to be kind. To choose a better path even if your feels demand another. But even though it harder, the world deserves more kindness in it. So try to be kind.
Tariik threw the cloak at Raen. “Put it on,” he said. Raen picked up the cloak, disgusted. She had been the lowly begger last week. It should be Tariik’s turn to put on the stupid outfit and pretend to be robbed by Raen. Raen sniffed the cloak. It still smelt of gutter oil and mud… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Disguise (Stories on a Theme – “Facade”)
"Don't do it," the Captain warned. Kenl smirked. What did the Captain know about how to use these jewels? Nothing. He thought they were just treasure to be plundered like anything else. But Kenl knew. She knew the truth. "Wat?" she spat back, purposefully dropping her home accent into her voice. She could see the… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Bluff (Stories on a Theme – “Facade”)
Bethes sighed as he breathed in the steam from the bowl in front of him. Every time he said it would be the last time, but then it happened again. And again. And again. Bethes could feel the steam do its work as it spread through his airways, and then seeped into his bloodstream. The… Continue reading Flash Fiction – End of Times (A Teacup Story)
Ineg brushed her fingers across the top of the cream pot. The thick blue substance stuck to her fingers. She held it up in front of the mirror, holding back her hair with her other hand as she carefully dabbed the cream onto the top of her forehead. The makeup was a practised art by… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Cream (Stories on a Theme – “Facade”)
“Ugh my back,” Helen grumbled as she rolled the paint roller up and down the wall. The idea to paint the front of the house had been her idea, but by god was she regretting it now. “Don’t give up,” Terr said, hovering in mid-air half way up the building. He had a way of… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Paint (Stories on a Theme – “Facade”)
