Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 24 | Flash! Friday : Tainted Love

  Tainted Love It is the most difficult decision God has asked of me. The vote looms large. The information tumbles; a waterfall from both sides, an overwhelming stream of powerful rhetoric and God is used like a plaything. Yet neither side knows what God truly believes, how can they? As with Niagara Falls, the …

Flash! Friday Vol 3 – 22: WINNERS | Flash! Friday

I'm just catching up on posting old flash fiction activity. This was a week where I judged on FF.   Whew! Thanks to everyone who crashed this week’s Flash! Friday party (yuk yuk). There’s nothing like a little raging fire and death-dancing to wake the Muse, eh? Thank you for sharing your (apparently bottomless!) talent here with …

The Superhero Alchemist : Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 19 | Flash! Friday

The Superhero Alchemist She sits and waits. Her time is coming. In her kitchen, the kettle boils and her mind brews. Cupboards of unobtainable chocolate call to her, but she must resist, for there is a higher calling. She thinks about the superheroes of the world. The flowing capes, the shiny symbols, unearthly powers and …

Heart of Glass : Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 17 | Flash! Friday

Heart of Glass A city is just a desert. Sand everywhere, transformed by furnace and chemicals into the spires of glass, transparent walls of opulence and gluttonous coffee-shop excess. I run through the dunes, a blurred shape against the glass malls and lights. The city also has an absence of intelligent life. The passer-by assuming …

“Mirror | Mirror” – Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 7 | Flash! Friday – Shortlist

Mirror | Mirror Her paddleboat is a glorified bicycle on water. Yet it skims the mirrored surface, on dreams of tranquillity. She is leaving the shores of eroded memories, of this long and prosperous life. She envisions the sunsets of Monet. How she has lived. How she has loved. How she has taken everything, from …

“A Woman Needs a Man like a Fish Needs a Bicycle” – Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 7 | Flash! Friday

A Woman Needs a Man like a Fish Needs a Bicycle Ariel was the pretty one. The one the sailors died for. The one the crustaceans sang to. Ariel was lured to the stagnant lands, the desolate dunes and the harsh dryness of air and sun. By…by…a man. A man! She’d seen his type before. …

“Angel of Death” – Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 5 | Flash! Friday

Angel of Death She walks wards of clinical hinterland and navigates paths of life and death. Her uniform is always clean, crisp and blindingly white. She looks like the model professional and her smile is that of cherubim. She gleams brightly at the visitors. But they infest the hospital. They are like parasites around their …