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.
Tag: Flash Fiction
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…
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…
A Party for Annie
A Party for Annie “Annie wants a birthday party with balloons. Six year olds like pink cake and ballerinas,” Jill instructed, her voice trailing off in a drug induced slumber. Owen peered over the bed rail at his crumpled wife and he dialed his sister’s cell phone. Answering on the first ring Cheryl’s speech was…
“Pierre’s Secret” #BlogBattle, #FlashFiction
My first blog competition and I won, actually Piere won. It was his story. A new writing challenge from Rachael Ritchey author of The Beauty Thief. The theme is Musk. Fancy a challenge? Try writing a short story starring musk. Pierre’s Secret Pierre ducked beneath the ancient wooden counter as the beaker exploded, spewing its…
Skeletons in the Closet
(Copyright Douglas MacIlroy) Skeletons in the Closet Genre: Narrative Medicine Kat acknowledged her newest nanny with her best, I’m ok face, certain that it would be reported to her very important parents; never present themselves to notice. She chewed and chewed and then spit into her napkin; a distraction, a sleight of hand and the…
Alone With My IV – Flash Fiction
Alone With My IV drip drip drip each drip of chemo makes me want to hurl each drip brings me closer closer to what? life death somewhere in between what happened to Quinn? last week we dripped together now he’s gone something about too many white cells or too few white cells killing the wrong…
Standing Watch – Friday Fictioneers
Genre: Fantasy 100 words Standing Watch Give me sweet sleep now in the daylight, for nothing stalks the soul come dawn; the loud tourists, and the occasional minor demons pose no threat.
A Frozen Section – Flash Frozen Fiction
Flash Frozen Fiction for Friday Fictioneers Genre: Historical Medical Narrative (Yes, I did just make that up.) 100 words A Frozen Section “Did you study the video I forwarded to you? It’s all in the wrist,” my friend the oncologist joked, as I angled the biopsy needle into my traitorous breast. “I know how to…
When A Door Closes And Other Cowboy Wisdom
I’m benched. I injured my hip and I’m in a fair amount of pain which probably colored my flash fiction today in more ways than one.
What's for dinner, Doc? 