For the first time in years I won't be taking part in National Novel Writing Month. For those who don't know National Novel Writing Month is the month where writers across the globe decide to take on the mammoth task of writing 50,000 words in the 30 days of November. I won't be recording words, … Continue reading Not Today NaNo, Not Today!
This is Day 1 of a December Writing Challenge: The prompt was Crystalline The brown hessian of Nova's trousers was instantly soaked as she dropped to her knees in the crisp icy snow. She sucked in a breath, the cold air on her gritted teeth setting them on edge. A feeling, like needles being driven … Continue reading Fantasy Flash Fiction: Malachite
Once he arrives you'll find it hard to escapewhat's yours to see with is his to take Driven by vengeance, anger and hate Bright Bo will kill all those who quake. They call him Bright Bo. There's no rhyme or reason to the people he chooses. You just have to be unlucky enough to switch … Continue reading Bright Bo
The second a meglomaniac is put in charge of artificial intelligence is the second everyone should know that the endeavor is doomed. Unfortunately, people didn't know. Now here we are. On the brink of annihilation, from, of all things, tiny plastic bricks that click together to help you get creative. At some point you have … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Bricks
Sometimes I think about a train smattered with blood. There's me, in the centre. Carnage all around, bits of flesh in my hair, blood on my face, entrails on the seats and the bloody handprints of those who tried to escape on the windows. Not a single survivor. Or so, at first, it seems. I … Continue reading Carnage – Flash Fiction
I want to Caveat this post (even though it's made clear), that this post is speaking to people like me. People who have full time jobs and are writing for the joy of it. People who are not looking to forge a career and become an indie powerhouse or even submit to big publishers. This … Continue reading Nobody is Watching So What Are You Waiting For?
"Why did you do it?" "I guess I didn't really think about it. You were in danger." The statement tripped off Scarlet's tongue. A half truth. In the moment yes she hadn't thought, just acted, but after the fact... After the ambulance, the frantic questions, the doctors and nurses jabbing and poking her. After time … Continue reading Flash Fiction – Adrenaline
You walk along the dark corridor, the only light that isn't from your torch filters through the factory windows in fractured patterns. Moonlight. It took you so damn long to find the place that the sun started to set just as you entered the tired iron gates. Underfoot are crisp wrappers from candy long abandoned, … Continue reading The Factory
"Well then-" She's still talking. Still. Talking. Her mouth is moving and sound is coming out but I stop listening around the time she says the word email. About the time I start thinking about an axe buried down the parting line of her hair. About the time I start seeing the wild stupid look … Continue reading Flash Fiction – The Killer
Unlike others in her predicament, when she was ashes she would most certainly rise again. The pain was dull. Nothing she couldn't handle. Nothing she hadn't had before. Nothing compared to what the others felt. Innocent of crimes no more heinous than owning a womb. The Watchers could pay with nightmares she would give them. … Continue reading Flash Fiction; What A Lovely Way To Burn