Category: Flash Fiction

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Release: Renewal – Queer Sci-Fi’s annual flash fiction anthology

For the last two years, I’ve written a 300-word long story for Queer Sci-Fi’s annual flash fiction anthology, and I did so this year too. Every year it’s a different topic, the first year I participated it was Discovery, the second it was Flight, and this year it’s Renewal. Today it’s release day! Renewal is an anthology including 110 speculative...

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Release Day Flight

The 2016 Queer Sci Fi Flash Fiction anthology, Flight, is here, and my story A Cup of Coffee and a Slice of Death is in it…in the horror section. It’s a really cool concept: A 300-word story should be easy, right? Many of our entrants say it’s the hardest thing they’ve ever written. Queer Sci Fi’s Annual Flash Fiction Contest...

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The Good Doctor

I resisted the urge to tug at the tubes going into my body while I listened to the doctor talk. “Dead for thirty-seven minutes.” “Had to use a defibrillator.” His voice droned on and all I wanted to do was to eat him—sink my teeth into his flesh and tear out a big chunk of meat, chewing it while warm...

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A Morning Snore

I woke to the sound of rustling paper. With a soft murmur, I turned, hoping he would think I was still asleep. The sun caressed his bare skin, enhancing the slopes and valleys. I could watch him read forever if he’d only let me. A day in bed, what more could a guy wish for? He would never allow it,...

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The key to survival

“If we sneak out through the bushes, there’s a possibility they won’t see us until we’ve reached the car.” I looked behind me. “Are you crazy? Those are thorn bushes.” “Well, we can’t go out there.” He pointed at the rock where our clothes were drying after our swim. They would kill us. If they were merciful it would be...

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Christmas Flash Fiction

A year ago today I posted a Christmas Flash Fiction as a part of a Flash Fiction Holiday Blog Hop. We were 40 authors participating and I thought I’d recycle my post. Unfortunately, the links in the blue frog only take you to the other authors’ websites, but if you’re willing to do some digging around I’m sure you’ll find their...

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Ranidaphobia

Today’s Daily Prompt at The Daily Post: 1984 You’re locked in a room with your greatest fear. Describe what’s in the room.   Crazy butterflies fluttered about in Adam’s stomach as the door clicked shut behind him. What was Chris up to? “Okay, remove the blindfold.” Adam frowned. Why was Christ on the other side of the door? He squinted...

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Autumn Cleaning

Getting rid of the filth… Adam was cleaning. He’d had enough, the clutter had to go. He threw Chris’ wellies out on the lawn, frowning at the sand on the floor. He shook the doormat, grumbling as cat hairs flew around in the air. Chris’ nasty cat. As Adam was about the close the door the glowering creature came sneaking...

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How to Remember a Name?

Dave woke slowly. On the other side of the bedroom door…Al—his husband was making breakfast. It was always the same. His husband, his…Allen? No. Albert?   “Albert.” He tasted it on his tongue. Yes, several years ago he married Albert. “Dave? Are you up?” The door opened and there he was, Albert. “I’m Adam, and—“ “I know…love.” The relief he saw...

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Loving Death

The night was chillier than he’d expected—it was every year. The moon shone bright, almost as bright as the need burned in him. He cracked his knuckles as he waited. The smell came first, it always did. He breathed in. The thick odour of putrid rot made his cock stiffen. “Back for more, I see.” The raspy voice was as...

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