Flash Fiction: A Castle And A Laser

The mountains used to be quiet. Cloud-wreathed and ancient, they held aloft my castle for countless ages. Until modernity crept in like an unwelcome guest who would not leave, and my home became a 'tourist attraction, four and a half stars on Lonely Planet'. I grieve for that half star. The city of Sibiu welcomes … Continue reading Flash Fiction: A Castle And A Laser

What is a Working Writer? (IWSG October)

Welcome to my second entry for the Insecure Writer's Support Group blog hop. Every month we blog about writing, hoping to encourage others out there. You are not alone! The awesome co-hosts for the October 7 posting of the IWSG are Jemima Pett, Beth Camp, Beverly Stowe McClure, and Gwen Gardner. Without further ado, let's explore this month's … Continue reading What is a Working Writer? (IWSG October)

Pripyat

In the hush of dawn, four soft paws pad across a hidden threshold. One step, two, four. The shadow-dappled body holds still for a moment, testing the air. Listening, ears perk. Dust swirls. Dark, heavy ivy twists into the concrete around her. Fresh grass pokes feathered shoots through cracks. Crepuscular insects whir their membranous wings … Continue reading Pripyat

Worn With Years

Suze dropped the black sack of Grandpa’s clothes next to an empty machine, fishing for coins in her pocket. She’d rather spend four dollars getting the old clothes clean than buying lollies on the way back from the salvo’s. Grandma’s volunteering stories about smelly garments dumped at her charity shop remained with her. It would … Continue reading Worn With Years