Flash Fiction – Wreckage

To them, she was just a monster. A girl who refused to take her yellow pills — as if she owed society her complacency after the shit hand it had dealt her.  

Writing to Combat Writer’s Block?

There’s a reason I post so much flash and micro fiction — as much as I’m passionate about writing, I am painfully bad at follow through. Here are my confessions…

The Liebster Award (Take 2)

Thank you to Sara for giving me my second Liebster Award Nomination 🙂 Glad to do another round of Q&A.

Flash Fiction – Artifice

(470 words) Ellie sits still, engulfed in blackness. She breathes in slowly through her nose and exhales heavily through her lips, until she becomes rather weightless. She’s ready.