flash fiction – Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery

The eater of hours

The hour arrives the way it always does — silently, like a held breath slipping into the room. But tonight, something wakes me. Not a sound. A pressure. reverberation. As if the air has thickened. Something has metaphorically shaken me awake. I blink into the dark. The clock on the bedside table reads 02:59, though… Continue reading The eater of hours

Anthology Askew Communications

Tomorrow sees the launch of the fourth anthology published by Rheteroric Askew. Its full of short stories, flash fiction and poetry. I have some pieces of flssh fiction in the book. It is available on kindle or amazon print.

Flash Fiction. African Safari

I wake up to the bright light of morning, listening to the sounds of the insects as the alarm on my phone resonates with the barking guffaw of the zebra (I changed it to enhance the mood). Light is flooding through the walls of the tent. As I stretch and wiggle, luxuriating in the comfort… Continue reading Flash Fiction. African Safari

Flash Fiction. Meet on a plane

Rick. I watch the people pushing down the aisle of the plane, hand baggage held like shields. A constant stream pushing and shoving trying to pack oversized bags into lockers. I notice the guy waiting to get to his seat, he’s tall and seems to be very helpful, stowing bags for the people around him.… Continue reading Flash Fiction. Meet on a plane

Flash fiction. Transformation

It is time. Time for my next transformation. I am prepared, well as much as I can be. I sit in the coolness of the temple my metal casing cooled by the shaded darkness. The creeping insidious flashes of pain in my head are growing stronger. My mind is pierced by a raging heat, I… Continue reading Flash fiction. Transformation