‘Morning, I’m here for my interview.’
The fireworks sounded like gunshots. I liked their style. Pretending to be what they were not.
A group of fifty students awaited him. Instead of panicking, he took it all in his stride and simply got on with the task at hand. In fact, he fed off the larger crowd.
He had just finished watching a new addition to the ranks of films that perpetuated the glorification of…
Please have a read of this little flash fiction piece of mine that got accepted over on 101words.org.
I had been coughing on and off since the weekend. Allergies, I think. I went to a leaving party for some friend and I think the venue they held…
“I must say you are looking well, young man,” uttered the rattling skeleton perched on a rock in front of me.