Swapped

Crowds cheered as the swimmer who’d nearly died in a freak accident, resurfaced. His crippled brother watched, mesmerised. The ever-ignored twin finally had the spotlight he deserved.


My entry for day 20 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction competition. Today’s prompt: spotlight.

The usual

It wasn’t unusual—couch drooling over Winslet or Gosling after a brunch of excessive mash, meat, and Malbec. Whiling, watching bikers drift—clearly unnecessarily—it was a perfectly normal Thursday.


This is my entry for day 19 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction competition. Today’s prompt: drift.

Expectations

He’d foolishly hoped it’d be different this time. Having a child doesn’t guarantee a lifetime of togetherness. Nothing lasts forever—not even crappy love tattoos, he realised eyeing the laser.


This is my entry for day 18 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction competition. Today’s prompt: laser.

Desperate times

Nodding vaguely, she turned to the almost-burning garlic. Pasta boiled; news blared. When her teenager returned with candy, she nearly wept.

“But, mum, you said we had toilet paper!”


This is my entry for day 17 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction competition. Today’s prompt: vague.

Distraction

Focus—one goal to reach the finals.

He charged, fearful excitement gripping his throat. Beyond his peripheral vision, something glinted in the setting sun—he missed, slipped, and—

Game over.


This is my entry for day 16 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction competition. Today’s prompt: peripheral.