The Heresy of Before: Spirit Keeper, Part 1

So, weeks ago, Terrible Mind’s Chuck Wendig had this fantastic flash fiction prompt in which the participants were to pick two sub-genres (technically to be picked by a randomizer but bah! rules) and have up to 2k words-worth of fun with them. I picked “dystopian” and “cozy.” Because, how hard could that be, right? IContinue reading “The Heresy of Before: Spirit Keeper, Part 1”

Dancing in the Mind of the Beholder

This is for two WordPress Daily Prompts, yesterday’s: Mind Reader, and today’s: Game of Groans *** I see a lot of people. I work in customer service, and moonlight in reception. It’s a people-palooza. But this person – this person sparked my imagination. We’ll call her Joan. *** Oh my gosh, what am I doing?Continue reading “Dancing in the Mind of the Beholder”

Zoned: A Setting

Weeds. Nothing but weeds. They choked the life out of anything else that might have grown. Not that anything else could have grown. The earth in the Zone was contaminated – abused by man and trained to hate all that walked across it. He squatted in the dirt and fingered a hoary leaf. It stabbedContinue reading “Zoned: A Setting”

Challenge Accepted: Fifty Words

 The Hoard “I’m telling you, snufflecakes, we go in, we hit him fast and we hit him hard.” Snufflecakes? It was going to his head. “But what about the hoard you just plundered?” “This? It’s nothing. Cast-offs. I want the real deal.” Dragon gold. I groaned. Why was it always dragon gold? At fifty wordsContinue reading “Challenge Accepted: Fifty Words”

Sparkle

A: So, I’m a huge fan of Papi Z’s prompts. For some reason, he picks words out of the sky and my fevered brain just cooks up something – or wants to cook up something. There wasn’t a prompt last week, but I did have a half-finished story, prompted waaay back on Feb 3. IContinue reading “Sparkle”

Shenanigans

“So, this Zoroastrian, Jennifer Aniston and a Leprechaun walk into a bar – stop me if you’ve heard this, babe.” Bored chatter on the other end of the cell phone told him that ‘babe’ – aka Jonathan L.F. Morgan, head of Le Fay, Morgan and Sons – had heard the joke before. “Johnny, Johnny –Continue reading “Shenanigans”

Three Below

“Wouldn’t it be funny if the ‘Three Little Pigs’ story got it wrong?” “Wrong?” “Yeah, like what if the wolf was the victim?” “And those pigs were what, rival gangsters who had it in for each other?” “Yeah, and the wolf was the hired gun. At the very end, the surviving pig in his bigContinue reading “Three Below”

Deeper

He whistled to his comrades to run – the humans were at it again. It had all started in the winter of ’14 – the winter that never truly ended. So many had died; so many younglings that never woke up. Now, life rarely managed to struggle through the dry, crusted ice that covered theContinue reading “Deeper”

The Sea

We live by the sea. It is just beyond us, really – a few kilometers away, over hill and heath – but it’s always there. Always breathing, always glaring or shimmering, depending on its mood. That’s what she would say. That it had moods. You can just see it from the kitchen window. It isContinue reading “The Sea”