Tag: Flash Fiction
Tale Weaver #315: The Bald Man
Sitting at the edge at the bathtub, naked, bald, one hand clutching a bottle of bourbon, the other a bottle of pills, Alex felt sad, alone, and lost.
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Friday Fictioneers: My Sister’s Final Wish
Re-reading my sister, Bethany’s Will, I sighed, “My dear sister, you shall be the death of me.”
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Photo Challenge #354: Together at Last
She opened her eyes and sat up. Where am I? What is this place? She wondered as she looked out the window of the house. The house was surrounded by wheat fields.
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Friday Fictioneers: Stuck in the Future
“Crap, we’re stuck.” Em said as she dusted off her dress. A few minutes before, she and her husband, George, leapt from her granddad’s beloved train aka time machine as it hurdled 88-miles-per-hour toward what used to be a ravine.
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Friday Fictioneers: Who’s to Blame?
“Honey!” I shout and immediately, I can hear a pair of big feet padding down the corridor to outside the bathroom door.
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Friday Fictioneers: Thoughts of an Egotist
Come on, announce the winner already!
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Friday Fictioneers: Behind the Scenes
Sometimes, I think there’re more interesting things happening behind the camera than in front.
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Photo Challenge #350: Caught in Action
The drawing was blinding. I couldn’t even touch it, let alone look at it. This is what I spent $500 for? I was expecting scandalizing photographs, detailing all those mysterious hours my husband has spent away on his so-called “work trips”. I was definitely not expecting this.
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Friday Fictioneers: Showtime
“Re…lax,” I inhale and exhale, dragging the word, doing everything to calm the tension in my body. I shouldn’t be this nervous. Come on, I’m performing to a crowd on Zoom, not some important figure.
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Photo Challenge #349: Love, Trust, and Promises
I have never trusted anyone. My whole life, I’ve known only one thing – people lie. People cheat, break promises, betray one’s trust, and never do the things they say they would do.
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Friday Fictioneers: Untitled
I stood there, staring at my husband’s desk. I should’ve known it’d be too good to be true. Neat-freaks and scatterbrains aren’t opposites. They don’t attract. They repel.
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Friday Fictioneers: Just Another Day
“What cha doin’?” George asks.
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Friday Fictioneers: The Stranded Mr. C
Mr. C stares at the sign and sighs. Still gone as it has been for 50 years. He’s stranded in this desolate place as his brain kept wandering back to that fateful night. What went wrong? “I triple-checked that spirit-meter, didn’t I?” He muttered.
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Friday Fictioneers: Christmas Bedtime Story
“They call this the “Scrooge Farm”. Instead of Christmas decoration each year, around Christmas, there would be scarecrows dressed in rags and sandbags for heads popping up in random places ’round the farm. Now, no one has ever seen the owner as there’s no house on the hundred-acre property. “
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Friday Fictioneers: Another Pandemic
Tossing his jacket onto the table, he sat down and sighed. He couldn’t believe it. Another pandemic. I’m 109, how many more events do I need to go through?
Friday Fictioneers: Crapulously Fabulous
Great, fantastique, awesome, super.
Just how many more different ways can I exaggerate this situation?
I don’t know what gave anyone the idea or the impression I can single-handedly put together a Thanksgiving dinner in 4 hours.
4 HOURS!!!
There I was, slaving away in the kitchen – turkey, vegetables, and stuffing in the oven, potatoes ready to mash, and all there was left to do was dessert.
“Marge!” Came a holler.
I must had turned too quickly because next thing I knew, I was on the floor. “Ow,” I moaned. My leg was turned at an awkward angle. Crapulous.
“Marge, you okay?”
(100 Words)
Please note: the word “Crapulous” in this story does not mean what it actually means if you define this word in the dictionary. In this story, this word is the antonym of Fabulous. Crapulous, Fabulous, get it?
Friday Fictioneers: Chaotic World
Sitting on this park bench, I am supposed to feel cold but somehow, I feel nothing except exhaustion and resignation. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Chaotic World”
All About Conflicts
No Foreshadower today. I know some of you are really looking forward to another episode but I just didn’t get to it even with my week-long break. So instead, I’ll post the comics I did this week for my Behavioral Management class’s group project. It is all about the chapter we are set to present on Thursday, Conflicts. Hope you enjoy.
The links for each comic is below the image, that is if you’re having trouble reading the texts.
The Spirit Rocks [Full Story]
There are two rocks in the field not far behind the cemetery. Everyone calls them the “Spirit Rocks” because they believe on every Summer Solstice, when the barrier between our and the spirit world is at its weakest, spirits would cross into our world to complete their businesses. Continue reading “The Spirit Rocks [Full Story]”
One Liner Challenge
I have been nominated by Charles French – Words Reading and Writing for this interesting challenge. Continue reading “One Liner Challenge”
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Annabelle
She stood at the edge of the pond. Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Annabelle”
Great News: Done and Finished
Today’s prompt asks: Explain why you chose your blog’s title and what it means to you. Continue reading “Great News: Done and Finished”
This is Another Story 