Flash Fiction: Dust

Dust I sit on the porch, watching your dust settle. It was all a lie. A performance. Years of attention and validation that you required of me blow away, meaningless as the dust your truck tires kicked up. A little pushback, and I’m dead to you. You taught me a lesson. I’ve now eaten from the…

Flash Fiction: The Doctor

This week’s flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch is a bit different: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using your choice of microhistory from Keweenaw National Historic Park. Be historical, funny, or flagrantly fictional. Choose a character, time, place, or event. There are a LOT of stories on that site,…

Flash Fiction: The Chosen

I’m taking a break from book writing/editing to bring you my contribution to this week’s flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using the phrase “beggars can’t be choosers.” I hope my story will surprise you. The Chosen I skulk on the edge of the…

Flash Fiction: Decay

Before I get to my response to this week’s flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch, I want to share one of my favorite Twitter accounts/blogs with you. Abandoned America (blog here, Twitter here) is a collection of photographs by Matthew Christopher, who explores a wide variety of abandoned structures, including schools, hospitals, prisons, homes,…

Flash Fiction: The Sign

Welcome to my latest response to Charli’s prompt over at Carrot Ranch: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes a sign. It can be a posted sign, a universal sign, a wonder.  I tried to be funny. You can decide if I succeeded. The Sign I dash up the street,…

Flash Fiction: Surprise

I don’t normally make New Years resolutions, but this year I did: I want to become more fluent in Spanish. I took Spanish in college, leaving with enough skill to get the gist of it in writing and pick up a word or two in conversation. After years of knowing just enough to be annoyed…