Categotry Archives: Fiction
Suzie’s House 317 : Mr. Ungar’s Offer
Technically speaking, Reymond Ungar didn’t have any duties right that moment. At least nothing had been said. But as a teacher in the gym when school talent show ended would normally be expected to monitor, wouldn’t he?
Penny in His Pocket
“Don’t you love me,” she asked. “Of course, but you’re already mine.” He didn’t look up from his computer. “What if I find another?” She teased, but she was serious too. “You won’t. You’re already mine.” “I’m not a penny in your pocket. If you want me to stay, then let me know every day.” The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, […]
Suzie’s House 316 : The Highlight of Emma’s Life
Emma could feel the excitement in the air right from the first notes of Bitter Harvest. It was like a balloon hanging all flaccid one minute and ready to pop the nest. She stood at the back of the gym, watching her band mates play and feeling pretty full of herself, thanks to the lacy black mask Bruce had given her, like she was the phantom of the opera or something. She waited patiently through the intro, and was totally […]
Slaves to the System
He carefully placed his soapbox in the very center of the park where families and friends had gathered to enjoy the glory of Spring. “You are all blind,” he shouted. “You are being mislead, slaves to the corporate demagoguery. Repent!” Those nearest paused with eyebrows raised, then shrugged. On such a nice day, better to throw the Frisbee than worry. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 […]
Suzie’s House 315 : Emma as Talk Show Hostess
While the guys in the band scrambled to get Kate’s kit drum set up, Emma had to do everything she could to keep the audience entertained. Didn’t she? So it was OK if she got a little silly. Right. “Soooooo… Miss Cheerleader, I’ve heard about you.” Emma strutted up to the first row of folding chairs. She smiled, imagined her own teeth as serrated as a shark, and chuckled.
Picnic in Goblin Valley
Mom took the chicken out of the basket and put it on the picnic table. Bro ate it up. She pulled out the watermelon, potato salad, biscuit’s and gravy, and coleslaw. Bro grabbed his before anyone else. “It’s called Goblin Valley because of the rocks. Not because that’s what you’re supposed to do,” said Sis. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, […]
Suzie’s House 314 : The Ego of a Dominatrix
Something happened to Emma as soon as she put on the mask. It was as if the lacy black thing had a spirit of it’s own. It flooded into Emma and took control. Suddenly she wasn’t nervous anymore. She felt daring, masterful, and… mean?
Anything for a Laugh
“You’ll do just about anything for a laugh, won’t you,” he said “Yep. Just about.” She grinned “Have you no dignity?” “Nope. Dignity is too expensive.” It wasn’t until years later, thinking of all the times he let people go, or went away hurt for the sake of dignity that he understood. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with […]
Suzie’s House 313 : Two Masks
There was no backstage, and the principal refused to let them darken the gym where folding chairs had been set up for the audience because of some liability thing, and they had to wear some stupid badge that just said they were registered for the talent show, but that wasn’t Emma’s worst problem. She had two masks.
An Argument About Reincarnation
On a warm, summer’s evening on the patio, Amy and her best friend waxed philosophical. “In my previous incarnation I was Marie Antoinette.” Amy took a sip of wine and waited for Rebecca to argue. “No you weren’t. You couldn’t have been.” Rebecca spoke with complete conviction. “How do you know? Do you have any proof?” “Because I was Marie Antoinette.” The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction […]
Suzie’s House 312 : Where to Get a Mask
“Here you go.” Bruce pulled his latest creation out of his backpack and put it on the lunch table in front of Emma. “For tomorrow, when we play in the school talent show.” Emma sucked air in through her teeth and her eyes bugged out like he’d put a snake on her lunch tray. It was great. “Want me to help you put it on?” He reach out like he was going to take the mask back, but she quick […]
Years Later
His former lover came to visit. She couldn’t help but remember the night the ex stayed over – how she bounded across the darkened living room to the couch like a deer in a field. Yet when it came to the choice between hiking around in the park with them or getting the dishes done she said, “have fun” with a wave. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash […]
Suzie’s House 311 : Word War
“Argh! It happened again.” Ben grabbed either side of his head and grimaced. “Yeah?” Lisa looked up from her legal pad. She was sitting on the other side of the dining room table so she could keep a vigilant eye on the kitchen. Ben didn’t care about when their writing sessions got interrupted, but it drove Lisa batty. With that much thumping around, and the good smells coming out, they’d have to make room for the plates soon. “Now I […]
Blind Date
Theresa giggled. As soon as she realized it, she slapped a hand over her mouth, but the damage was done. Ted grinned back, his eyes saying gottcha! Pride wounded, she bristled, but Ted ignored her dignity and cracked another joke. Dangerous man. If he kept this up, where would she be? The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the […]
Suzie’s House 310 : Because We’re Bandmates
Tracy smiled at her. She even waved. Emma felt so grateful, but kind of stunned, too. So she stayed sitting there at the exta-long lunch table instead of clearing her tray and going to the library. Maybe she could eat after all. Except Tracy didn’t come over right away. She sat talking to Gene for a minute. He looked up at her and waved, but didn’t stop unpacking his lunch. Kate still hadn’t looked at the long table, Justin and […]
