A Lonely Stretch of Road: PART TWO (flash fiction) |
A Lonely Stretch of Road: Part Two by Jennifer Wells The men all went silent, and swirled to face the Sarg. Jimmy saw something wet and red laying in the dust at the Sarg's feet, and the older man...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Oct 2008 04:23:00 GMT |
Just Thinkin’ |
I told Wind I was off to play some scrabble....but I got to thinking on something my mother said to me today in an email. She said I have a very negative outlook on life. That I accept too willi...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Oct 2008 04:54:00 GMT |
A Lonely Stretch of Road: PART ONE (warning: adult language) |
PROMPT: a lonely stretch of road I hadn't intended this to be a 3 part series of stories, but the first section began to get too long to be rightfully entitled "flash fiction". These are about a soldi...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 12:21:00 GMT |
My Ghosts |
Reading a couple of blogs lately, and it being THAT time of year and all...put me in the mood to go back through my past and list the things that I've encountered that could be labeled as "paranormal"...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 03:57:00 GMT |
Rite of Passage (flash fiction) |
Prompt: like it was child's play Okay, I know this doesn't have the prompt anywhere in it, but Wind's inspiration is there. 'Like it was child's play' brought to mind the movie "Child's Play"...and th...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Oct 2008 06:01:00 GMT |
Assassin Blues (flash fiction) |
PROMPT: I Did It For The Money ____________________________________________________________
Assassin Blues by Jennifer Wells I looked into her eyes and sympathized. She seemed so frightened, yet t...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Aug 2008 08:11:00 GMT |
The Attic Beckons (flash fiction) |
PROMPT: 'bones'_____________________________________________________
______The Attic Beckonsby Jennifer WellsThe homestead was in a state of despair. The flooring creaked and windows rattled in t...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 09:39:00 GMT |
Blue Morning (flash fiction) |
Blue Morning by Jennifer Wells The morning is gray and dripping with rain, the sun hiding behind thick, black clouds. Despite his size, Jack moves fluidly, his feet barely making a sound as h...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 09:35:00 GMT |
Crumbs of Life (poem?? I don’t know) |
Someone told me this should be labeled as a poem, even though it doesn't rhyme. I've never read a poem that didn't rhyme in some form or fashion, but here it is:CRUMBS OF LIFEby Jennifer WellsI ...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 09:33:00 GMT |
Doppelgangers (flash fiction) |
PROMPT: She Looks Over At Herself ____________________________________________________________
Doppelgangers by Jennifer Wells ...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jul 2008 16:06:00 GMT |
