Tag: flash fiction

  • The Unvacated Mind | Fifty-Word Story

    The Unvacated Mind | Fifty-Word Story

    He sat, absorbing the calm of the pristine lake and the tree-carpeted mountains. The crisp morning air paired well with warm coffee. Yet his mind flashed back to the office, where such peaceful moments are rare. That’s the struggle with getting away. You’re on vacation, but your mind won’t vacate.

  • Due Date | One-Hundred-Word Story

    Due Date | One-Hundred-Word Story

    It’s late Spring in Yuma, Arizona, and Lina plants a small date palm tree. Back home in Morocco, her grandfather planted one like this, a Medjool, the year she was born. Lina, which means “young palm tree,” hopes to one day have a child of her own, perhaps by the time this new tree bears…

  • Fifty Dollar Drabble | One-Hundred-Word Story

    Fifty Dollar Drabble | One-Hundred-Word Story

    A life coach shares with her audience that many self-limiting beliefs can be traced back to childhood events. She gives a personal example: “When I was a young girl, I won fifty dollars playing bingo at my father’s company party. I was so happy with myself, but dad wouldn’t let me keep the prize money.…

  • A Dangerous Man | One-Hundred-Word Story

    A Dangerous Man | One-Hundred-Word Story

    On unintended consequences.

  • The Silver Edge | One-Hundred-Word Story

    The Silver Edge | One-Hundred-Word Story

    It’s evening outside James’ picture window office, when a severe thunderstorm rolls in. He stays at his desk, polishing the silver letter opener, a weekly ritual. Lightning splits the sky and deafening thunder follows, but the boss can’t be bothered. Nature may be wreaking havoc outdoors, but inside he’s in the eye of an emotional…

  • Ducking the Cameras | One-Hundred-Word Story

    Ducking the Cameras | One-Hundred-Word Story

    The annual Rubber Ducky Race started as usual, with hundreds of the cute little bobbers released into the Kennisaw river. Almost every stretch of water is covered by video cameras, assuring that nothing floats afoul. But, just before the finish, when folks discover if their duck wins, there’s a culvert that passes under the highway.…