Driving by the supermarket, Mrs. Richard saw the middle-aged couple scanning their receipt and recounting cash. She snorted. Even her custom-made corrective eyeglasses couldn’t fix her myopia.
This is my entry for day 11 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction 2020 competition. Today’s prompt: myopia.
Born in the slums of a third-world-nation, he’d become the most celebrated photographer of the century. For through his lens, he could escape into alternate realities.
This is my entry for the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction 2020 competition. Today’s prompt: lens.
Pop!
Crisp apple fizz gushes through the bottle’s neck, rasping for air, breaking through floodgates… a false sense of freedom. As horses take off to cheering crowds.
This is my entry for the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction 2020 competition.
Glossy ginger hair cascaded down her shoulders as the bathroom lights bounced off those dreaded locks.
Rubbing the smooth, stubble-free chin… Kevin no longer identified the woman in his mirror.
This is my entry for the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction 2020 competition, where you get a prompt every day of April and have to write a 30-word story based on it, incorporating it. Today’s prompt: mirror. Read more stories on Twitter.
Creeping through the earth with renewed vigour and joy, darling blossoming buds, trees of tomorrow, and butterflies to be, rejoice as emptiness resounds.
Human buzz, now only a hazy memory.
My entry for day 7 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction 2020 competition. Today’s prompt: hazy. Read more on Twitter.
The Chaos Within 