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 not even the memory that catches you, but the lack of one. The moment you sit, in a moment, and breathe it in. And you realise how different now is to then, and what now means to you. It’s a mirror, that moment that you see sometimes. A mirror that looks at your… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Sometimes (A Teacup Story)
The strength you find in a setback is the strength you draw on when things are going well. After all, it’s only when your plan falls apart do you know how well you can cope. And you can only find that out by doing it. I know setbacks are hard, but let me tell you… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Setback (100 Words)
To let go of control is to let go of the outcome. You cannot change it, for it is done. Dusted. Final. All you can do is move on, to walk away and hold your head as high as you can and live your life the best you can. But to do that, you have… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Forgive (Stories on a Theme “Control”)
You’ve eaten, but you’re still hungry. For what? Nothing. But it’s the physical reaction. Your tummy rumbles just after dinner as your mind cannot find a way to calm itself. So you eat to feel full, to let you mind take itself off the problem at hand. (but then, 5 minutes later, you’re hungry again).… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Hunger (Stories on a Theme “Food”)
Casey considered what the difference was between isolation and loneliness.
You pause, for a second. The second bar of that song. You recognise it. You feel it. It was that song you used to listen to when you were 14. The song that you would lament to, to dream to, to wish to. You would wish for a place in life. A better place. And… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Hear You Me
You can't help it. You have to smile at the memory. It fills you with warm joy and hope that the world is a nice place. A kind place. It's the kind of place you want to stay alive in.
There is a point before the end, where you can see the line in the sand. The part where you are almost free from this pain. You’ve done it, you can see the end. But that final push is so hard. You’re so tired. It’s so far. Maybe it would be good to just lie… Continue reading Flash Fiction – End – (Stories on a Theme – “Horizon”)
[100 Words is a story in 100 words or less, based off the word in the title.] A hope that is more than a dream. Sometimes it is almost tangible, you can taste it in your mouth, you can feel it on your fingers. You can envisage it, that wish, that future that you so… Continue reading 100 Words – Wish