Flash Fiction

500 and under – various genre.

Flash Fiction
New Writing

Shakespeare and Sausages.

The night of the Petersburg Neighbourhood Dramatic Society’s performance had arrived. Felicity Trangle was director and running late.  The motley group of shopkeepers, teachers and retirees had worked tirelessly from lunchtime to transform the John Ridge Community Hall into a Shakesperian wonderland.  The Prince would be wandering around in a landscape of fruit and veg […]

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New Writing

Bad Dancing on a school night…

A young woman called Patricia Wright while attending her local Inner Motion Dance Collective one Thursday night said: “OK.”  If it was to Barry Braun, the balding middle-aged chemist who had a perchance for beige slightly too see-through leggings offering a bran biscuit. Fine. Or yes to Mable Blaine’s invitation to the Korean Bathhouse post-dance […]

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Veronica Jones.

Not long ago, STEM was the big thing in education. Then they added the A for art to take the pressure off young minds. Veronica’s preschool didn’t add the A. This is why her father chose it. “Why paint daubs when you can change the world!” was the mantra Veronica heard every day. Instead of […]

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Between The Lines. Flash Fiction.

One thing Jacqui Ravens didn’t miss was the heat; another was Seargent John Stevenson. Hauled before his relentless adherence to the rules there were times Jaqui thought she would have to steal a Hurricane and fly off to fight the enemy alone. Rommel wasn’t that far, and she was sure she could make a dent […]

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Daydream Boyfriend. Flash Fiction.

There wasn’t much boyfriend material at Hillcroft High and Janet as the headmaster’s daughter had discovered she was at a disadvantage. Her father wasn’t well-liked around the campus. Not that she could blame the boys, Mr Thurmer was slovenly and misguided. Janet couldn’t bear her fathers awe of the jocks. She surmised her middle-aged father […]

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Beach Patrol. Flash Fiction.

James Brogley liked the beach. A short pale, flabby guy, he felt the lifeguard uniform gave off heroic vibes. He wore the long-sleeved jersey and pants rather than the speedos. He spent his days on Bondi Beach, well away from the real lifeguards as once he had been stopped to explain why he was not […]

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