Flash Fiction Friday: From White to Nothing

This my first flash fiction since November. It’s good to be back. This is also the first of these originally written out longhand. Enjoy!

FROM WHITE TO NOTHING
The first time he saw her was only for a second. He was just a kid, deep in a magnolia tree, trying to find a branch high enough and [...]

Flash Fiction Friday: The Mountain Rises

Today’s flash fiction was big in scope. Once I realized that, I played specifically with making such a short format seem huge and mythic. I like the result.

THE MOUNTAIN RISES
The mountain shook, rolled and stood up. The people whose village rested at his feet had hoped to never see him, but he was here now. [...]

Flash Fiction Adaptation: The Slow Shrug of Stones

A while back I posted a flash fiction called THE SLOW SHRUG OF STONES. Daniel LaFrance (my partner on CARRIER and PLUMMET and a talented storyteller in his own right) asked if he could adapt the story into a comic. I was immensely pleased with the idea and immediately said yes. He posted his pencils [...]

Flash Fiction Friday: The Last Booth

I’m back! It’s been three weeks, but I’ve returned with a new flash fiction. I’ve now conquered the opening line that had me so stymied on my last attempt, and it feels good.

THE LAST BOOTH
There were four booths along the restaurant’s front window.
The first one held an elderly couple, worn but sturdy, deep in [...]

Blocked Fiction Saturday

I’m sorry, folks, but I’ve been staring at the same four words on my screen for a realy long time now, and the story just won’t come. I’m adjusting to the sudden loss of the luxury of huge swaths of writing time as my job has started up in earnest this week, and I’m having [...]

Flash Fiction Fridays: The Deepest Sleep

This week I’ve given romance a shot. I wanted to capture the feeling of a relationship more than any particular action or event, and it ended up being the shortest flash fiction yet: barely over 150 words.

THE DEEPEST SLEEP
When she smiled at him, the entire world disappeared, cast away to some distant, silent place. And [...]

Flash Fiction Fridays: Diabolos Ex Machina

Since my first attempt at a horror flash fiction wandered a bit astray, I’ve tried it again.

DIABOLOS EX MACHINA
The alley was bitterly cold, but Simon didn’t notice. The fight had heated his blood and he felt overly warm inside his thick coat. He was kneeling on a man whose face felt like oatmeal every time [...]

Flash Fiction Fridays: Dormant

Today’s fiction is a birthday present for my friend Elton.

DORMANT
Easing himself through the hole as carefully as possible, Julian clicked on his flashlight. The air in the small cave had a strange odor to it. Considering when it was sealed, he realized he might be smelling the first century BC. He considered this for a [...]

Flash Fiction Fridays: Passenger

A couple FFF firsts today. First, a story written in first person. Second, an autobiographical story. Something that happened this afternoon. Bear in mind that both the event and the writing about it were first preceded by only two hours of sleep followed by a flight across country.

PASSENGER
I felt a tickle on my hand and [...]

Bonus Fiction: “Melquíades Is Dead.”

Another old story, written around the time of HUMAN. This one was directly inspired by characters and events in Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s One Hundred Years of Solitude, which was my first exposure to magical realism and which blew my mind. This story is also an early foray into 2nd person and was published in the [...]