Mac ducked behind a building. She pressed her back to the cool brick and slid down. Her arms crossed over her knees, shoulders slumped. “Didja find ‘im?” Her head snapped up at the sound of a soft voice. The girl approached, her footsteps silent over the dirt. Twelve, maybe thirteen. Sinewy arms hugged her front,…
“Oh, no. No, no.” She moves the dish soap to the right. Hand soap shifts left. Lotion next. Sanitizer last. They’re lined up by height, labels facing out. She makes an adjustment here, a shift there. One at a time. Left to right, tallest to smallest. Again. And again. “This doesn’t go here.” She picks…
This week was the final installment of Flash!Friday. All stories were to begin with the provided first line, run exactly 100 words and could be inspired by the included photo. My story is a little bit of art reflecting life. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it. Gravitational Force (100 words) On Friday, everything changed.…
Source: Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 51
While immersed in 15-Day NaNo Challenge (but not posting…it will all come at once, more on that later), I decided enough was enough. There was no way I could start a successful NaNoWriMo that way. It was a recipe for failure. And frustration. The giant mess of boxes, piles of papers on the floor and general…
Almost one week later, I’m getting in gear. I’ve learned it’s possible to work on more than one project in NaNo (though it would make me a REBEL). While considering this option, I’m still planning to move ahead with Plan A: Starting my next project. Because of my time constraint, I’ve got Days 1 &…
The room tilted and Siobhan threw out her right arm, fingers closing around the towel bar. She closed her eyes. Bile rose in her throat and her knees buckled. The silver bar and towel, with delicately embroidered flowers, lay next to her. Her cheek rested on the cool tile. A small puddle collected in front of her…
She’ll never know. We’ll be out after dark and home before dawn. Alexander had promised. And he’d been right. Night after night, he would come for me. My mother at work and the little ones asleep, I crept out. Into the dark hallway. Down the stairs. Across the bridge. The parties were loud and warm,…
I missed posting for the Literary Lion flash fiction prompt “bloom” a few weeks ago, but have had a story blooming in the brain (really, an image from which the story grew) ever since. It’s been a challenge establishing a daily routine with the newest little addition to the family, and with the exception of the first round…
Fellow blogger Kay Morris of Kay Morris Writes has challenged me to join the 7-7-7 Writer’s Challenge! The rules: Go to the 7th page of my WIP. Find the 7th sentence on that page, then paste the following 7 sentences into my blog post. Finally, select 7 other writers for the challenge! Below is an excerpt from my…
VCE Chemistry teacher in Melbourne, Australia
a 100-word story every day
The Mom Who Runs: 