The Firing Squad
He stood stiffly in the baking sun, feeling the sweat carving rivulets in the dust on his face. The appointed hour was nearly upon him. Just a few minutes. Time...
Category: Flash fiction
Fred’s Journey
Fred sitting in his canvass picnic chair, tartan blanket over his lap, glass of Zinfandel in hand, smile on his face, looking at the evening birds swirling, tw...
The Three Sisters
This short story started as a class exercise to write a piece of micro-fiction about 350 to 400 words long. Then, every day for a week we were given a prompt wo...
Flash fiction – Sanctuary
The New term for my creative writing group started last week. This time there will be a theme running through our work which is ‘sanctuary’. This is...