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Flash Fiction

Discover my 100 word stories and other bits and pieces added to the blog over the years.

  • A lad at the yard sale

    Margaret stood on the lawn, people watching. Some she knew. Some she didn’t. She’d been watching one lad for a while now. He’d taken a particular interest in her extensive assortment of lamps. He had walked alongside the table two or three times, stroking his chin thoughtfully and stopping every now and then to choose…

  • No Smoking

    There had been no smoking in Workshop for about 30 years now. No alcohol, no music, no dancing, no sexual activity of any kind and bizarrely no Swiss cheese fondue. Those that would dare to flounce the laws tended to go a bit missing shortly thereafter. To suggest that people had objected to these strange…

  • An Easy Build

    The manual had said “easy-build” and “ready to occupy in only 3 hours” but after 4 years and 77 hours, Bob was becoming more than a little bit fed up. It was Fanny’s idea, they’d talked about building an extension for years but the money hadn’t exactly been rolling in. But then she’d seen an…

  • The bathroom

    Geoffrey stood squinting through the fog. The ground beneath him was getting softer, so he knew the river must be close by. Not being able to see his feet wasn’t new to Geoff. Being a giant meant that there was almost a mile between his toes and his smile. He fumbled through his pocket and…

  • Coffee

    Come wake me. Omit the dreams and start my day. Forgive the grump, I’ll soon be with you. Forever my morning drug of choice. Ever long I hope you’ll last. Enraptured each time you kiss my lips.

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