Avoid feeling trapped in confined spaces. Avoid the numbers 11, 15, 21, 28, 31. That's creepy, he thinks. The horoscope usually tells him his lucky numbers, ones he then plays on the Power Ball lottery tickets, but never numbers to avoid. Why would he avoid those numbers? And how? Simon clicks off the daily horoscope… Continue reading Short Story: The Horoscope
Tag: sunday
On Sundays, I post random flash fiction.
Short Story: The Wrong Girl
Sunday Short Fiction - Okay, I admit it. I am in full panic mode right now. It’s not hard to do when the city’s worst villain, terrifying in his black costume and chrome, spiky things, paces in front of me.
Fear the Ficus
Another Opening Line Flash Fiction Challenge from Chuck Wendig's blog in which you can pick your favorite first line and go with it. This particular line seemed too fun to resist. _____________________ The ficus is plotting to kill me. I know this because when I wake up, the ficus stands next to my pillow. It… Continue reading Fear the Ficus
A Cell Phone Memorial
NPR runs a contest called Three-Minute Fiction. Round 1o's prompt was to write a story as a voice mail message and under 600 words. The winner was announced yesterday: Lisa Rubenson from Charlotte, NC (yay, a Charlottean!) And so here is my "non-winning" entry. ___________________ “Hey, this is Sam. I’m probably out doing something fun.… Continue reading A Cell Phone Memorial
The Reflections of My Reflection
The only way I could get her attention was to change something. Change was rather difficult to do on my side but I was frustrated and desperate. She just wasn't seeing me anymore. Though she would stare right at me, every single day, she would not SEE. So I cut my hair off and dyed it a… Continue reading The Reflections of My Reflection