Flash Fiction Friday: Wee Things

Hello Readers, Writers, and Friends, Writing is about limits. Word count limits, world building limits, back story limits. Every choice we make as an artist constrains the next choice and the next. That’s part of why it is so much … Continue reading

Flash Fiction Friday:

Hello Readers, Writers, and Friends, It is Friday. That means flash fiction. I grab a few prompts and write along until a short piece of impromptu fiction has manifested itself. And they are just that, impromptu. No edits, no fixes. … Continue reading

Flash Fiction Friday: Should Adults Scribble?

Hello Readers, Writers, and Friends, It’s Friday again and that means flash fiction. It means I grab a couple of prompts, usually out of the Storymatic, and then I write a little something. I don’t edit it. I don’t think … Continue reading

Flash Fiction Friday: Immortality is a Lonely Prospect

Sometimes as artists we can feel selfish or insensitive for making art with the world burns (literally or figuratively). In our hyper-connected modern landscape we are perma-aware of all that transpires of any significance. There are some that would say … Continue reading

Flash Fiction Friday: Feel Good Flash Mob

Hello Readers, Writers, and Friends, Sometimes life gives you a breather. A real moment of peace and clarity thats sets up everything that will come after. This week was not that week. Most weeks aren’t that week if you are … Continue reading