Category: Flash Fiction
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About
Hello! I’m an amateur writer studying to be a better one. Any and all feedback is appreciated! Thanks for reading, – Garry
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The Astronomer
Open your eyes. Her words always came back in moments like this. The voice always the same, from the same starry night that I’d sat on her knees looking skyward. “But they’re already open, Mum,” I remember saying back to her. “See, look!” I’d said, turning my head. She smiled and squeezed me tight, and…
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Three Gifts of the Fox
Jerry the timberjack did save the fox over the hill, after her howls in the night had woken him. He had walked the cold plain with a gun at his back, trod careful the creekstones and gone up grassy slopes that glistened with moon-shine towards where he knew she would be. Beyond the valley below…
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God Hunters
Writing Prompt: We spread throughout the stars. But our enemies are not alien races, exterminator machines, or extradimensional invaders. No, our enemies are the gods, for humanity is the last, and only remaining mortal race in the universe. *** “Sharpen your blades, gentlemen.” Commander Dovken paced the tube past the bunks, hitting at the railings…
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The Retrievalist
Writing Prompt: If you hear a human ask, “What could go wrong?” Do NOT involve yourself. If you hear one ask for their beer to be held, leave immediately. If you encounter a man named “Murphy” that no humans seem to see, RUN. *** The garbage seems worse in these narrow alleys after dark. These…
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Beasley
Writing Prompt: A man has managed to created a time machine, and now he will undergoing a mission where the future of humanity hangs on: to copy the entire Library of Alexandria and bring it to the present *** “Thank God for men,” she said, to the last of the sunset. Her eyes closed to…
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First Place
His aim that night had been calculated and precise. Jez was a good student that way, always did his homework, learnt through the tedium of rote no problem. No wonder the awards the faculties gave him end of year, that smug look on his face walking on stage, basking in the applause of all those…
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The Moon Landing
Writing Prompt: The moon landings were faked not because we never went to the moon, but what was actually filmed on its surface was deemed too terrible to reveal… *** “Eagle, Houston. You’re Go for landing. Over.” “Roger. Understand. Go for landing. 3,000 feet.” Aldrin replied, shooting a check-in glance back at Collins and Armstrong.…
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Peripheral Vision
“Did you see that?” “See what?” “Nevermind.“ Luke looked across the table at me like he always does when it happens — like I’m nuts. Only for a moment, but, long enough to get the message across. He’s polite that way, doesn’t want me to feel worse than I already do. Besides, I agree with…
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Dinner and Jackie Chan
Late sun angled from the tall windows of the dining hall down the long table, which was already set for dinner. The fastidious Tonkerbuttle adjusted the silverware, glasses and napkins again and again, until finally he was satisfied it was ready. His special guest whose good impression he sought would be there any minute, not…
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