Micro Fiction – The Memorist

The Memorist looked tired; exhausted even. It was an exhausting thing she did for people, taking on their memories.

Short Story – 100 Years

(Based on Grimms’ Sleeping Beauty) It had been only a single gasp of air that alerted her to the trouble.

Short Story – Holly, Out There

(A re-imagining of Grimm’s Rapunzel) It began with a peculiar blossom. The winter had been long and frigid and barren, but for a tiny blossoming plant outside her window.

Flash Fiction – Next of Kin

The door took a long time to be opened. I could hear the click and clank and clunk of each deadbolt on the other side. One by one, they released.

Jack

The knife was efficient; serrated on both sides. She liked the way it felt in her hand.