On a dismal November day an election was held to determine who would rule the jungle. This jungle was, in fact, a great laboratory in which a grand experiment was taking place. Only two animals ever got traction as rulers: the donkeys or the elephants. This went on and on in a sort of …
Tag: flash fiction
The Prettiest. Flash Fiction.
"Sometimes it's better to hide the unsightly with shiny things than to try to fix it," said the mother. "Grab that box of Christmas tinsel from the attic. And a fork." The child's noisy rifling through the silver drawer induced a clamorous tune, followed by staccato thudding on the attic stairs. She returned breathless, holding a …
Microcosms Flash Fiction. Treasured
It was only appropriate his guestroom held trains. Hundreds of them. In specially built shelves they lined the walls floor to ceiling, a miniature world spread out over the whole breadth of the room. Sitting on the ancient couch put us at eye level with the train table. Craning our heads 90 degrees allowed a …
Tickled Slink, A G-Rated Story
"So where is it?" Jude asked as he spun me and gathered my hair in his fist, exposing my neck. "No 'on' button here," he whispered huskily, "How do I turn you on, Kate? I'm so very hungry..." I stared flatly into his eyes, barely holding my stoic mask. Suddenly he jerked my arm straight …
F is for Flash Fiction
Zeke decided not to take the car, though God knew the tankish Oldsmobile could use some driving. For lack of destinations, the Olds sat in Zeke's garage decomposing. That used to bother Zeke. Now, in light of what Zeke had seen and heard from behind his living room curtains, it seemed such a silly thing. …
Cracked Flash Fiction – Misfire
This is an entry for the Cracked Flash Fiction weekly writing contest. They provide the first sentence, and writers have 300 words maximum to create some fun. Here's my entry for this week, which is a continuation of the story I wrote for Cracked a few weeks ago, Poker Face: Misfire "This is incredibly disturbing …
Revelation 16:15 (a fiction story)
I'm not really a planner. Planning's fine for the boss, but my work doesn't allow for it. Who-moved-my-cheese doesn't fly when you've got thousands of products needing to ship instantly, and tomorrow could be dead. Firefighters don't plan; they're ready. Always. That's how it is with me. I don't expect you planner-organizers to understand. Just …
Cracked Flash Fiction – Poker Face
Remember that flash fiction contest whose deadline I missed last week? Well, I'm in love- with their prompts, and with the idea of naming my characters after my students. 🙂 Also, wouldn't it be an upset to have my students enter and beat me out of this contest? Consider that a challenge. Deadline's midnight tonight. …
KL Griffiths 