Flash month is going great. Here’s another rough cut. I didn’t quite get where I wanted with this but it might be okay after editing. The East Balcony On day forty-seven of my sabbatical, someone slipped a folded note under my door. Meet me on the east balcony at sunrise. I’ll bring mimosas. I could …
This was an exercise in writing a crime/thriller – not my usual genre but I enjoyed it. Her Sister’s Son Jackie grabbed the boy’s hand, dragging him around the corner. The car zipped by the alley. She heard the squeal of brakes. “Faster,” she spat, unable to say more through heaving breaths. She veered toward …
I wrote this for a quick turn around contest. Story had to be 1000 words and feature both an animal sanctuary and a paddle board. Paddling Poachers Ash leaped over gate B and landed in a pile of manure. She slipped to one knee and the brown muck squelched up over her thigh. “For the …
Continuing my stroll down memory lane in old school folders, here’s a Doctor Seuss style poem about literary theory that I wrote for a discussion board during my undergrad years. My professor must have forgiven my sometimes off rhyme scheme because I got an A. One day Saussuure said, this is what I will do …
Yesterday’s Flash-Mo prompt was to give yourself an award and write an acceptance speech. I decided to give the award to someone else instead. Cat of the Year The curtains part and the crowd goes silent. Anticipation grows until the whole room practically thrums. Music plays, softly at first but building to a crescendo and …
Finnian Burnett 