The Night the Circus Left Town #FridayFictioneers

The Night The Circus Left Town Philippe’s patience and magic faltered in the deluge. Where exactly was the carousel going to fit in this tiny UHaul trailer? The Clown Union had bargained for more “personal space”, the King demanded private quarters away from the snarling lioness and the acrobats were refusing to bunk together, again.

The Spy Who Could Not Dance #Friday Fictioneers

The Spy Who Could Not Dance By Tracey Delaplain Sara, no longer sensible and bland, teetered towards the Pink Pussycat in her stiletto boots and leather miniskirt. Her spy instructor had assured her in his best mafioso voice that the mission would be, “A piece of cake sweetheart, just deliver the mouse”. Spotting her target…

Nom, Nom: Friday Frictioneers

Sensible shoes and a rather bland appearance made Sara the perfect courier. Strolling past the fence with forced yet stellar nonchalance, Sara pulled the letter out of her pocket discretely and smoothed the creases. She took a final whiff, the perfume had been her brilliant idea, and wedged it in the crack exactly as instructed….

A New Normal #FridayFictioneers

A New Normal “Dad wanted to be buried at sea?” you asked as we wrestled the mahogany canoe to the shore and waited for high tide to carry us out. I couldn’t find my voice, but nodded in reply. “Did he really carve this boat?”

A Novel Romance #FridayFictioneers

If you missed the story of Mr. Edwards and his stumble into a new century you can read about him here. For more entertaining flash fiction please follow the link to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, the weekly host of Friday Fictioneers. Genre: Novel Time Travel A Novel Romance by Tracey Delaplain Mr. Edwards, having recently jumped to…

Saving Happiness

Casey handed the death certificate to the vault matron in exchange for the safety deposit key. Baffled, her father was not the type of man to have secrets, she allowed a few tears and sorted through his memories: two sets of dog tags, an unused train ticket to Denver dated June 4, 1943, a tiny…

The Gutter Sprite’s Oasis, #BlogBattle Week#23

This is a continuation of the adventures of Etoile the fairy and the Gutter Sprite. Here’s the beginning of my flash fairy tale. I’m combining two flash fiction challenges today #BlogBattle and Sunday Photo Fiction. It isn’t Ground Hog Day, I did post the Sunday Photo Fiction story but I felt that Etoile needed a…

To Challenge a Gutter Sprite

Etoile urgently traced a pattern of stays and sheets with her willowy hand. The indentured firefly was bound to her index finger being made one with the artist and her masterpiece. She outlined the rigging of the great frigate, bringing it alive with sparks of luminescence, creating a mirage that appeared to sway against the…

An Emptiness – Friday Fictioneers

An Emptiness Max lie awake, restless, the campfire crackling, sending sparks towards the clouded moon. He wondered about the new kid’s story, “Idiot, nearly got his self killed falling off a west bound.” Max gathered stories and every hobo had one, it always came down to gnawing hunger. Truth be told, an empty belly wasn’t…

The Reluctant Prophet

#BlogBattle brought to you by Rachael Ritchey, author of the Beauty Thief The prompt this week is prophet. Genre: Fantasy YA Word Count: 1000 The Reluctant Profit By Tracey Delaplain Moiré lifted her cloak and stepped over the beckoning puddle, hesitating just long enough to catch her reflection. “Don’t look. Do not look,” she chided…