Changing Guard in the hive – flash fiction story
Changing guard: What do the Queen Bee’s life guards talk about in the guardroom of the hive when it’s time to change shift?
Changing guard: What do the Queen Bee’s life guards talk about in the guardroom of the hive when it’s time to change shift?
From the top of the clock tower you can see far out across the greavel desert and watch the setting sun. What else to do at the end of the world?
Time’s Arrow travels in a straight line before it thuds home, doesn’t it? But in a piece of flash fiction perhaps it doesn’t have to.
The successful novelist whose career started on guard duty outside the palace, observing the passers-by and inventing stories about them.
Mind over matter: Believe you can and you can walk through walls, leap through a piano – as long as you don’t lose concentration.
The camelopardophant isn’t the most cheerful of the heraldic beasts in the zoo. Flash Fiction for the Friday Fictioneers.
A Pride of Princesses. Penny the tomboy gets the boys to join her and dress as princesses. A piece of flash-fiction for the Friday Fictioneers group.
An angry woman on the telephone – inspired by Blondie’s “Hanging on the Telephone”. You wouldn’t want to get a call like this.
A hot, summer’s day and the boy is climbing the hill through head-high grass, but then he awakens something, and it’s not snakes from hibernation.
Beware the spirits – the genies in the bottle. They are not what you think and they won’t delight you as you hope. Listen to the old bartender!