Flash Fiction

The 30-day writing thing continues. — “Ready for some coffee?” she asked as I wandered into the kitchen. I nodded yes and smiled She had her rise and shine hat on I guess. So bubbly even. I won’t complain though. It’s a lot better than her grumpy hat, or her headache hat. Let’s not even think…

I truly need the night… — As Marla continued to sweat, the only thing she wanted was an air conditioned room and a cold glass of water. Instead she had a mouth full of sand and the heat bearing down on her like a goose down duvet. The sun had been shining for three days straight…

Chapter 22: Tantalising Dead Ends — “Good judgement is the result of experience and experience the result of bad judgement.”― Mark Twain Anna examined the crudely scratched words (Help) under the plastic cabinet in the bathroom as Senn searched around the warehouse for any other signs of Laura's presence. The stark chipped red brick walls had…

When you see your wall, keep on going. — The first step is always the hardest, as Donny learned from his experience on the road. One foot after the next, one step forward toward the wall he knew he would soon encounter. It loomed there in his imagination. It was so real he could almost feel it, smell the…