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<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 06:40:49 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Sea Ink</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;When Althea opened the sorcerer&#8217;s book, a pressed leaf like a tiny green star fell out into her lap. Inside the book, words hand-written in long, loopy scrawl undulated like waves, the ink blue as the deep sea where Althea had seen a boy thrown overboard in sacrifice to the Little God of the finned fishes, when she had sailed to come live in the tutors&#8217; academy. He had been two months younger than she.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She turned the page. In the same blue ink, a sketch of that boy, his wide, frightened eyes and his right hand clutching a blanket of felt that his mother had given him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20120101-sea-ink-jennifer-linnaea.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
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<pubDate>9 Jan 2012 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>To Fly A Pig In The Dorseny Sky</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20120102-fly-pig-dorseny-sky-tom-crosshill.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Oh what terror, to fly a pig in the Dorseny sky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fists clutching Bella&#8217;s ears, Palo chokes against the crosswind. Bella oinks, and he loosens his thighs around her flanks, but it&#8217;s hard. The ground recedes, a checkerboard of green and yellow around Dorseny Town. Five years since the war with the Heelings, and takeoff still gives him the shivers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Not a hog in sight,&#8221; calls Dora, Palo&#8217;s wing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20120102-fly-pig-dorseny-sky-tom-crosshill.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
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<pubDate>9 Jan 2012 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>AI Robot</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20120103-ai-robot-patrick-dey.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Why do I not have Asimov&#8217;s Three Laws?&#8221; the robot asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I enjoyed the quizzical frown that creased its plastiskin features. The facial modelling software we&#8217;d licensed from Pixar seemed to be earning its keep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Well?&#8221; It drummed its fingers on the desk between us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm. Perhaps we&#8217;d overdone the free-will package.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20120103-ai-robot-patrick-dey.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
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<pubDate>9 Jan 2012 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Bliss</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0053-bliss-anton-chekhov.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;It was midnight. Suddenly Mitia Kuldaroff burst into his parents&#8217; house, dishevelled and excited, and went flying through all the rooms. His father and mother had already gone to rest; his sister was in bed finishing the last pages of a novel, and his school-boy brothers were fast asleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;What brings you here?&#8221; cried his astonished parents. &#8220;What is the matter?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Oh, don&#8217;t ask me! I never expected anything like this! No, no, I never expected it! It is &#8212; it is absolutely incredible!&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0053-bliss-anton-chekhov.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>9 Jan 2012 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Fresh Start</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20120101-in-this-issue-suzanne-vincent.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Welcome to 2012! New year, new editor, new staff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;An old friend: Tom Crosshill, with &#8220;To Fly a Pig in the Dorseny Sky.&#8221; A new face (to us): Jennifer Linnaea, with a beautiful fantasy of compassion and sacrifice &#8212; &#8220;Sea Ink.&#8221; A fixture around these parts: Patrick Dey, with a science fiction tale about an &#8220;AI Robot.&#8221; And an old master: Anton Chekhov, with &#8220;Bliss.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20120101-in-this-issue-suzanne-vincent.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>9 Jan 2012 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Reopening For Submissions</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20111201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Flash Fiction Online has reopened for submissions under the leadership of Suzanne Vincent, with the expectation of resuming publishing in January.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20111201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Dec 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>All Mimsy</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20111001-all-mimsy-kelly-wright.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Mimsy peered into the dark chamber. One hand daintily held her skirts up off the dirty floor. The other gripped a curved, snarled, shining blade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Hello? Anyone in there?&#8221; Her melodious voice infiltrated every cranny and nook, dank corner and dusty crevice. At the sound of her chiming query, darkness bulged and strained against the walls. The ceiling groaned in protest. Unable to escape, the suffocating dark retreated on itself and huddled at the margins of the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20111001-all-mimsy-kelly-wright.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
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<pubDate>20 Oct 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In An Old Man&#8217;s Lap</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;Colleen Kelley relaxes in the visitors&#8217; lounge of the Barnet Convalescent Home in London. The facility is immaculate, even if the history of the neighbourhood around it is rather sordid. She writes <i>Tuesday, 1 December 1959</i> in her diary as her granddaughter Jacqueline scurries among the residents, making a nuisance of herself. Old age is a strange thing to the little girl, the spotted hands, the papery, wrinkled skin, the stale breath and shallow breathing, the eyes blued by cataracts....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20111002-in-an-old-mans-lap-dave-hoing.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
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<pubDate>20 Oct 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Story of an Hour</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0052-story-of-an-hour-kate-chopin.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Knowing that Mrs. Mallard was afflicted with a heart trouble, great care was taken to break to her as gently as possible the news of her husband&#8217;s death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was her sister Josephine who told her, in broken sentences; veiled hints that revealed in half concealing. Her husband&#8217;s friend Richards was there, too, near her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0052-story-of-an-hour-kate-chopin.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>20 Oct 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Halloween and Regrouping</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20111001-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Halloween is upon us. Don't worry about monsters, though: Mimsy will take care of you. (It's a first publication by Kelly Wright.) Sometimes, though, as Dave Hoing shows us, the monsters might be in plain sight &#8212; even discernable In An Old Man&#8217;s Lap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our Classic Flash is a story of an unusual death by Kate Chopin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No Bruce this month, and we'll be taking a break until the new year. If you'd like the details, click the link here...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20111001-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>20 Jul 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Perfect Mark</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110701-perfect-mark-melodie-campbell.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The old lady was almost the perfect mark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sasha held back an urge to smirk, and instead leaned forward to listen with polite interest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Do you like cats, Miss...how do you pronounce that?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sasha nearly grimaced, but caught herself. &#8220;Oh yes,&#8221; she said quickly, glancing around the condominium....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110701-perfect-mark-melodie-campbell.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>crime</category>
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<pubDate>21 Jul 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Baseball Glove</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110702-baseball-glove-kenyon-ledford.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;They rolled in at one thirty-five in the morning and headed straight for the beer in the back. I checked the clock. My shift at the Quick-N-Go was ending at three A.M. But when cutoff time for selling booze is two o&#8217;clock, a little attention to detail is needed. I stashed the sports page and watched the three gang-bangers linger in the back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I gritted my teeth...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110702-baseball-glove-kenyon-ledford.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>21 Jul 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Purple Heart</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110703-purple-heart-craig-delancey.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Patrick McMahon died two months ago, defending his country,&#8221; Father Cunningham intones. Most of us in the church look over at Patrick, where he sways in the first pew, to see if he reacts. He doesn&#8217;t.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Patrick has not spoken a word since the two army nurses led him, with a tight grip on each bicep, through our front door and into our living room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110703-purple-heart-craig-delancey.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
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<pubDate>21 Jul 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Business and Ethics</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0050-business-ethics-redfield-ingalls.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This story split third prize in Life Magazine&#8217;s Shortest Story Contest, and was published along with 80 other stories in 1916.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the dingy office of A. Slivowitz &amp; Co., manufacturers of dyes, things were humming. Every clerk was bent over his desk, hard and cheerfully at work, and there was a general air of bustle and efficiency.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0050-business-ethics-redfield-ingalls.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0050-business-ethics-redfield-ingalls.html</guid>
<pubDate>21 Jul 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Her Memory</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0051-her-memory-dwight-m-wiley.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This story split third prize in Life Magazine&#8217;s Shortest Story Contest, and was published along with 80 other stories in 1916.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Warrington had really no right to be angry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was not engaged to Virginia, merely engaged with her in a somewhat tempestuous summer flirtation. Down in his heart he knew it for just that. But...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0051-her-memory-dwight-m-wiley.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>21 Jul 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Motivations and Choices</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110701-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Choices make us human. Some choices are devious, as in Melodie Campbell&#8217;s choice little crime story. Some are based on good memories as in Kenyon Ledford&#8217;s mainstream piece, and some on desperate hopes, as Craig DeLancey&#8217;s science fiction shows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our Classic Flash is/are the two joint third-prize winners of the 1916 <i>Life</i> Shortest Story Contest. Longing  &#8212; greedy or sublime &#8212;  drove decisions a century ago as much as today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110701-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>21 Jul 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Girl-Shaped Jar</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110501-girl-shaped-jar-camille-alexa.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Sammi&#8217;s sister sent her a funny email. A funny, funny email, showing crazy Japanese inventions to make things into other crazy things, other crazy shapes they weren&#8217;t. All crazy and stuff stuff, like watermelons grown in tempered glass jars, square right off the vine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She clicked a picture of square watermelons, followed link to link to link from the chainletter her sister forwarded from a forwarded forward to her until...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110501-girl-shaped-jar-camille-alexa.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>slipstream</category>
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<pubDate>26 May 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Change</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110502-change-nikki-loftin.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Vari woke up and did the first thing she always did, the thing she hated most: she looked down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A second later, she felt to make sure. <i>Thank God. No extra bits today.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a good day to be a girl. Smooth legs, soft skin, long brown hair. Excellent. If she got lucky, she would stay a girl all day long, and the kids at her new high school wouldn&#8217;t notice anything strange about her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110502-change-nikki-loftin.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
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<pubDate>26 May 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>What Heroes Do</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110503-what-heroes-do-heather-kuehl.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Christopher and Emily Kesley met the old-fashioned way. At least, that&#8217;s what Kesley told me. He told me a lot when we served together. About his childhood, his family, his wife.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;<i>Dear Mrs. Kesley,</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I pause, examining what I had just written. The curve of the M. The sharpness of the K. It seems wrong; not right. After all he had told me about Emily, this just felt too formal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110503-what-heroes-do-heather-kuehl.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>26 May 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Doctor Chevalier&#8217;s Lie</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0047-doctor-chevaliers-lie-kate-chopin.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The quick report of a pistol rang through the quiet autumn night. It was no unusual sound in the unsavory quarter where Dr. Chevalier had his office. Screams commonly went with it. This time there had been none.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Midnight had already rung in the old cathedral tower.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The doctor closed the book over which he had lingered so late,...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0047-doctor-chevaliers-lie-kate-chopin.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0047-doctor-chevaliers-lie-kate-chopin.html</guid>
<pubDate>26 May 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Short Changed</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110501-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I enjoyed the sense of change that I got out of this month&#8217;s short stories: Camille Alexa&#8217;s slipstream piece &#8220;Girl-Shaped Jar,&#8221; Nikki Loftin&#8217;s fantasy &#8220;Change,&#8221; and Heather Kuehl&#8217;s mainstream story &#8220;What Heroes Do&#8221;. Heather&#8217;s story is a perfect read for Memorial Day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our Classic Flash is from Kate Chopin, &#8220;Doctor Chevalier&#8217;s Lie&#8221;, and Bruce Holland Rogers continues his series on writing with &#8220;Tea Party Rules.&#8221; Don&#8217;t worry, he&#8217;s not getting political; he discusses the story contract.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy! And remember, comments are like gold to authors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110501-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>26 May 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Tea Party Rules &#8212; The Story Contract</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110502-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;In the previous column I said that fiction is a special variety of lie because it is collaborative. The reader participates in making the lie into a simulated truth and responds to the simulation with thoughts and feelings as if that simulation were real. Reading a story is not so very different from cooperative play such as sitting down to a pretend tea party with a child. The child is the author....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110502-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>technically</category>
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<pubDate>26 May 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>CAPS LOCK and the Ellipsis of Doom</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110401-caps-lock-ellipsis-doom-game-michael-aaron.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;GREETINGS LOWER CASE BOY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;proud to be at your side captain lets check the grammarphone for messages&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TROUBLE DOWNTOWN ITS THAT NO GOOD DUO COLON AND SEMICOLON CAUSING MAYHEM AGAIN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when will they learn its just not right to conjoin unrelated subjects&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110401-caps-lock-ellipsis-doom-game-michael-aaron.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>slipstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110401-caps-lock-ellipsis-doom-game-michael-aaron.html</guid>
<pubDate>18 Apr 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Meditation For The Dead</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110402-meditation-dead-jakob-drud.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;When you start this meditation, keep in mind that you&#8217;re not doing it to feel alive, or relax, or avoid decomposing. You should simply experience whatever is going on in your corpse. From moment to moment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gently focus your full attention on your breathing. Maybe you can find a hint of a breeze going past your nose....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110402-meditation-dead-jakob-drud.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>slipstream</category>
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<pubDate>18 Apr 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Sun Belt</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110403-sun-belt-john-wiswell.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The Sun sucked in her gravity, drawing the planets taut about her waist. It&#8217;d taken far too long to bead them all onto her 1-dimensional strings. She wasn&#8217;t giving up now. Planets shuddered from the strain, beaded so tightly that they really didn&#8217;t fit, bulging on her solar flares.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;I think they&#8217;re just too small to wear,&#8221; said a random moon. &#8220;Perhaps as earrings?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110403-sun-belt-john-wiswell.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>humor</category>
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<pubDate>18 Apr 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Another Ruined Trade</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0049-another-trade-ruined-punch.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I had secured an empty compartment. Something in my blood makes me rush for an empty compartment. I suppose it is because I am a Briton, yet it was another Briton who intruded upon my privacy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the first glance I saw that he would talk to me about the &#8212; well, what do you expect? I can always tell when men want to talk about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0049-another-trade-ruined-punch.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>18 Apr 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>April Fools</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110401-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Every year, we get some submissions that just seem a little <i>out there.</i> April, the month for fools, seems to be a good time to let the best of them get some ink. Michael Aaron gets close to his work in &#8220;CAPS LOCK and the Ellipsis of Doom,&#8221; Jakob Drud leads us in a gentle &#8220;Meditation for the Dead&#8221;, and John Wiswell takes us to the &#8220;Sun Belt&#8221; (and I&#8217;m not talking Arizona). Also, in honor of the weird weather, <i>Punch</i> gives us &#8220;Another Ruined Trade&#8221; from November, 1914. Bruce&#8217;s latest <i>Technically Speaking</i> column makes a liar out of him  &#8212;  you writers won&#8217;t want to miss it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110401-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>18 Apr 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Make It a Good Lie: Verisimilitude</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110402-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;One of the questions often asked of novelists and story writers is &#8220;How did you get your start?&#8221; The answer I most often give is, &#8220;I lied a lot as a child.&#8221; My answer sounds glib and usually gets a laugh, but I also mean it seriously. Fiction is a special case of lying. Moreover, fiction and lying both depend on what psychologists call &#8220;theory of mind.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110402-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>technically</category>
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<pubDate>18 Apr 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Deconstructing the Nihilist</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110301-deconstructing-the-nihilist-iris-macor.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I asked Evan once what he believed. He paused, scissors in one hand, photograph in the other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Everything,&#8221; he said. He touched his tongue to his lip, all his focus flowing to a point, and he snipped a near-perfect circle out of the picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;What did you do that for?&#8221; The picture had been taken by my father when we all went skiing two months before. He&#8217;d told me ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110301-deconstructing-the-nihilist-iris-macor.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110301-deconstructing-the-nihilist-iris-macor.html</guid>
<pubDate>21 Mar 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Ring Worlds</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110302-ring-worlds-peter-fisk.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Sir Charles Wilton had just poured himself a glass of brandy and flipped open a book he&#8217;d been looking forward to reading, when a sudden whooshing sound made him look up in time to witness a demon materializing in the library.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For a moment Sir Charles considered running out of the house and then down the road to the church to fetch Father Berlioz  &#8212;  but...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110302-ring-worlds-peter-fisk.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110302-ring-worlds-peter-fisk.html</guid>
<pubDate>21 Mar 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Whole Of The Brush</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110303-whole-of-the-brush-t-d-edge.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I found Uncle Jim in his workshop at the end of his garden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Hello, Paul,&#8221; he said, &#8220;what&#8217;s the problem this time?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I blushed at this but he was smiling so I sat on a three-legged stool next to his bench and said,  &#8220;Julie wants a divorce.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;You&#8217;ll have to talk while I work,&#8221; he said, nodding at the white-painted board perched on the easel before him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110303-whole-of-the-brush-t-d-edge.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>21 Mar 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Cutting Down</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0048-cutting-down-punch.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Everybody&#8217;s doing it,&#8221; I said, &#8220;so as to have more for the Funds. Also for other reasons. The only question is what?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Well,&#8221; said Ursula, &#8220;let&#8217;s make a beginning.&#8221; She produced a silver pencil and some celluloid tablets that are supposed to look like ivory. &#8220;What first?&#8221; she asked, frowning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I reflected. &#8220;Clearly the superfluities ought to go first....&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0048-cutting-down-punch.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0048-cutting-down-punch.html</guid>
<pubDate>21 Mar 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Marching On</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110301-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;As this goes live, we&#8217;re marching out of winter and into spring here in the northern hemisphere. To accompany us, we have two mainstream stories  &#8212; &#8194;Deconstructing the Nihilist by Iris Macor and The Whole Of The Brush by T D Edge  &#8212;  and a very dry bit of speculative fiction called Ring Worlds by Peter Fisk. Our Classic Flash is a little comic relief from <i>Punch</i> called Cutting Down. Bruce is back with part II of his article on titles, &#8220;Naming the Baby&#8221;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;April promises to be plenty foolish; until then, enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110301-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>21 Mar 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Naming the Baby: Titles (Part II)...</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110302-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>In part one of this article, Bruce explained some theory and then wrote: </i>The title pulls the reader in. Then the story delivers on the title.<i> This column takes the next step.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enough theory. What a writer lacking a title can really use is some Things to Try. Here are a few.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Look at your bookshelf. What are the patterns of the titles you see there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110302-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>technically</category>
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<pubDate>21 Mar 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Banshee Lullabies</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110201-banshee-lullabies-chazley-dotson.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The night my daughter sings my death, I am sitting in the living room floor, sifting through old pictures. I&#8217;m on my second glass of wine, white wine because the carpet is new. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this one photo, Emily is lying in her crib, staring up at a mobile that Aunt Linda made for her. Tiny, hand-sewn stuffed animals dangle over her head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What catches my eye about the picture is...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110201-banshee-lullabies-chazley-dotson.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110201-banshee-lullabies-chazley-dotson.html</guid>
<pubDate>20 Feb 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Clock-In</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110202-clock-in-vanessa-blakeslee.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;First we&#8217;ll clock you in on the computer and then you can start following me around. Your clock-in number is always the last four digits of your Social Security number, but for tonight you&#8217;ll need my number to get to the tables on the screen. Ever use Aloha before? It&#8217;s a pretty straightforward system. Go ahead &#8212; my number is 1979. Open the screen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110202-clock-in-vanessa-blakeslee.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110202-clock-in-vanessa-blakeslee.html</guid>
<pubDate>20 Feb 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Repair</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110203-repair-steven-mathes.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The tech at the door wore a heavy toolbelt. He looked angry. The ID collar around his neck pulsed as it broadcast his position to guards at the community gate. Menace radiated from the skeletal body under the rough black clothes and the bony hands under his thin composite gloves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;You called for service?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Yes,&#8221; Darcy said. &#8220;The whole house is down!&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110203-repair-steven-mathes.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20110203-repair-steven-mathes.html</guid>
<pubDate>20 Feb 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Living Calendar</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0046-a-living-calendar-anton-chekhov.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;State-Councillor Sharamykin&#8217;s drawing-room is wrapped in a pleasant half-darkness. The big bronze lamp with the green shade, makes the walls, the furniture, the faces, all green, couleur <i>&#8220;Nuit d&#8217;Ukraine.&#8221;</i> Occasionally a smouldering log flares up in the dying fire and for a moment casts a red glow over the faces; but this does not spoil the general harmony of light....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0046-a-living-calendar-anton-chekhov.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0046-a-living-calendar-anton-chekhov.html</guid>
<pubDate>20 Feb 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>February</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;We&#8217;re back, with a modern-day fantasy called &#8220;Banshee Lullabies&#8221; by Chazley Dotson, a literary story by Vanessa Blakeslee called &#8220;Clock-In,&#8221; and a near-future science fiction story bordering on social commentary: &#8220;Repair&#8221; by Steven Mathes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Writers will be interested in the first of a two-part column by Bruce Holland Rogers discussing titles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, we have a Classic Flash by Chekhov about family and time: &#8220;A Living Calendar.&#8221; Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>20 Feb 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Naming the Baby: Titles (Part I)...</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110202-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>In this article, first of a two-part series, Bruce explores the way titles affect your stories.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Titles are hard. They have to accomplish a lot in a few words. The ideal title will attract the reader who has a variety of stories to choose from, will grab the reader by the collar and say, &#8220;Hey! You! Yes, you! Here is exactly the sort of story you love!&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110202-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>technically</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20110202-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>20 Feb 2011 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Round Trip</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101201-round-trip-ellise-heiskell.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I woke up after a dream where something, perhaps a snake, has sunk its teeth into my ankle. I knew I hadn&#8217;t been bit, that it was just my mind, my body remembering what that shock of teeth felt like. It mimicked the squeeze and punch of teeth that my freshman bio teacher&#8217;s boa constrictor delivered one spring. After that I always remembered to fill the snake&#8217;s water dish first, and feed the rats second.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101201-round-trip-ellise-heiskell.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101201-round-trip-ellise-heiskell.html</guid>
<pubDate>20 Dec 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Isabel</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101202-isabel-michael-plemmons.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;A summer night, a porch swing, Grandma Clara gently rocking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A girl comes out from the house. She stares in the dark. &#8220;Mom wants you back inside,&#8221; she says. &#8220;Now.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;No, baby, not yet. Come sit with me.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Clara makes room for her on the swing. The girl stares.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Just  one minute, Izzy. I promise.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101202-isabel-michael-plemmons.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101202-isabel-michael-plemmons.html</guid>
<pubDate>20 Dec 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Firing Squad</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101203-firing-squad-gary-cuba.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Lord knows I didn&#8217;t want to shoot Mendez. Hell, he was only a green kid, a frontline infantry replacement just up from boot camp. He acted gung-ho, but he&#8217;d never been exposed to live action before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I knew the stark terror he must have felt a few days ago when the enemy tanks rolled over the ridge in front of us. It wasn&#8217;t a mystery to anyone; we&#8217;d all been there before. Were there again at that moment, in fact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101203-firing-squad-gary-cuba.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101203-firing-squad-gary-cuba.html</guid>
<pubDate>20 Dec 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The First Puritan Christmas Tree</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0045-first-puritan-christmas-tree-anonymous.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>A little context: The early Puritans disparaged Christmas as &#8220;Foolstide&#8221; and discouraged its celebration. This story is set during that time in America.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mrs. Olcott called her boys, and bade them go to the pine woods and get the finest, handsomest young hemlock tree that they could find.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Get one that is straight and tall, with well-boughed branches on it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0045-first-puritan-christmas-tree-anonymous.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>historical</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0045-first-puritan-christmas-tree-anonymous.html</guid>
<pubDate>20 Dec 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A New Year</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Welcome to our third anniversary issue!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We seem to like starting new things with Bruce Holland Rogers. He&#8217;s creating a new column called <i>Technically Speaking,</i> which will focus on techniques that can be applied to any length of story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For readers, this month we have three excellent new stories  &#8212;  one science fiction, one literary, and one mainstream &#8212;  and one Christmas Classic Flash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you mid-January!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>20 Dec 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The King Is Dead...</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101202-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Long live the King!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;<i>Over two years have gone by since Bruce started writing his </i>Short-Short Sighted<i> column. Although he&#8217;ll continue to talk about short-short stories, he&#8217;s going to branch out into writing techniques that are more broadly applicable. This is his inaugural column for </i>Technically Speaking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101202-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>technically</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101202-technically-speaking-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>20 Dec 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Canine 401(k)</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101101-canine-401k-gina-sakalarios-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Ed listened to the six o&#8217;clock news on the booking officer&#8217;s small radio. The reporter described him as remorseless, a cold-hearted murderer. He slumped in the hard plastic chair, cuffs pinching his wrists. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to the reporter, Ed&#8217;s twenty acres was a killing field containing &#8220;massive piles of dog carcasses and bones clearly visible from the air.&#8221; She described...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101101-canine-401k-gina-sakalarios-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101101-canine-401k-gina-sakalarios-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>17 Nov 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Dragonslayer</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101102-dragonslayer-peter-mclean.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Krin looked sheepishly at the dead bear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Well,&#8221; Mika suggested, &#8220;I suppose we could always just, you know, say it was a dragon.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was sitting on a rock a little way off, under the shade of a forest oak, checking the fletchings of her arrows. She&#8217;d put three shafts into the poor bear before Krin even got close to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101102-dragonslayer-peter-mclean.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101102-dragonslayer-peter-mclean.html</guid>
<pubDate>17 Nov 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Love Is Strange</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101103-love-is-strange-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This story collection is an exemplar for Short-short Sighted #26, &#8220;Again Again Again: Repetition&#8221;.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Todd and I were having a beer at the Folsom Grill, and I said, &#8220;You know, I saw Angela again today.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Yeah?&#8221; he said. &#8220;Where?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;At a department store. She was there with some guy named Jim. Scruffy beard. Kind of unkempt. I wanted to wish him better luck than I had with her, but I didn&#8217;t. I really should have, though.&#8221; I unwrapped a cigar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101103-love-is-strange-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
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<pubDate>17 Nov 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Hen</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0044-the-hen-lord-dunsany.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;All along the farmyard gables the swallows sat a-row, twittering uneasily to one another, telling of many things, but thinking only of Summer and the South, for Autumn was afoot and the North wind waiting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And suddenly one day they were all quite gone. And everyone spoke of the swallows and the South.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0044-the-hen-lord-dunsany.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fable</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0044-the-hen-lord-dunsany.html</guid>
<pubDate>17 Nov 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Canine 401(k),&#8221; a mainstream story by Gina Sakalarios-Rogers, kicks us off. &#8220;Dragonslayer&#8221; by Peter McLean seems like a fantasy, but it&#8217;s really not. You&#8217;ll see what I mean and, I hope, get a chuckle out of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bruce Bruce Bruce! His column is about repetition, and his exemplar is &#8220;Love Is Strange.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our Classic Flash is a Lord Dunsany tale, &#8220;The Hen.&#8221; The characters are birds, but their foibles are human.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next issue will be up in mid-December.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>17 Nov 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Again Again Again: Repetition</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101102-again-again-again-repetition-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;One of the first things I learned about English prose style, far back in the ancient days of grade school, was that I should vary my vocabulary. Repetition of the same word (other than prepositions, conjunctions and articles that have to be repeated often) displayed a lack of art. If I were writing a paragraph about a rose, then I should next refer to it as &#8220;flower&#8221; and then perhaps refer to its &#8220;petals,&#8221; rather than writing &#8220;rose&#8221; in three different sentences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101102-again-again-again-repetition-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101102-again-again-again-repetition-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>17 Nov 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Becoming Normal</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101001-becoming-normal-erin-e-stocks.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I haven&#8217;t showered in ten days. My scalp fosters a family of bacteria, but the table of party food  &#8212;  chunks of chicken, weenies slathered in mystery sauce, and eyeballs  &#8212;  has been sitting there for two days. Its smell leaves mine in the dust.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Nance, we&#8217;ve practiced this.&#8221; Mom yanks on her matted clumps of hair. [...] &#8220;Just remember that everybody&#8217;s watching. There can be no mistakes.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101001-becoming-normal-erin-e-stocks.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101001-becoming-normal-erin-e-stocks.html</guid>
<pubDate>12 Oct 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>When She&#8217;s Ready</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101002-when-shes-ready-shannon-connor-winward.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;She wakes up early. She gets her hair up, she gets her things together, and she&#8217;s out the door. If she can do that, she can do anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She keeps her boots in the car. She carries extra socks, band-aids, saline for her eyes. She comes prepared. Life is unpredictable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She puts on her boots in the parking lot and pulls the laces until it hurts....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101002-when-shes-ready-shannon-connor-winward.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101002-when-shes-ready-shannon-connor-winward.html</guid>
<pubDate>12 Oct 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Childhood Fears</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101003-childhood-fears-stephen-smith.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Charles took a moment to look at the houses on his street while the last bit of sun vanished. Broken windows and kicked-in front doors stared back across overgrown brown lawns. Rusting cars slumped on driveways. Weeds pushed through cracks in the sidewalks. He ran through his checklist: <i>backdoor secured, garage door bolted, storm windows closed, chimney capped.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101003-childhood-fears-stephen-smith.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20101003-childhood-fears-stephen-smith.html</guid>
<pubDate>12 Oct 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Day of the Poll</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0042-day-of-the-poll-lord-dunsany.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;In the town by the sea it was the day of the poll, and the poet regarded it sadly when he woke and saw the light of it coming in at his window between two small curtains of gauze. And the day of the poll was beautifully bright; stray bird-songs came to the poet at the window; the air was crisp and wintry, but it was the blaze of sunlight that had deceived the birds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0042-day-of-the-poll-lord-dunsany.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0042-day-of-the-poll-lord-dunsany.html</guid>
<pubDate>12 Oct 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Despair</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0043-despair-h-p-lovecraft.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>A poem.</i>
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		O&#8217;er the midnight moorlands crying,<br />
		Thro&#8217; the cypress forests sighing,<br />
		In the night-wind madly flying,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hellish forms with streaming hair;<br />
		In the barren branches creaking,<br />
		By the stagnant swamp-pools speaking,<br />
		Past the shore-cliffs ever shrieking;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn&#8217;d daemons of despair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0043-despair-h-p-lovecraft.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0043-despair-h-p-lovecraft.html</guid>
<pubDate>12 Oct 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Notes on Writing Weird Fiction</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101003-notes-on-writing-weird-fiction-h-p-lovecraft.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This is an essay H.P. Lovecraft wrote in 1933, which was published in the June 1937 issue of </i>The Amateur Correspondent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My reason for writing stories is to give myself the satisfaction of visualising more clearly and detailedly and stably the vague, elusive, fragmentary impressions of wonder, beauty, and adventurous expectancy which are conveyed to me by certain sights (scenic, architectural, atmospheric, etc.), ideas, occurrences, and images encountered in art and literature. I choose weird stories because they suit my inclination best &#8212; one of my strongest and most persistent wishes being to achieve, momentarily, the illusion of some strange suspension or violation of the galling limitations of time, space, and natural law which for ever imprison us and frustrate our curiosity about the infinite cosmic spaces beyond the radius of our sight and analysis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101003-notes-on-writing-weird-fiction-h-p-lovecraft.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>criticism</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101003-notes-on-writing-weird-fiction-h-p-lovecraft.html</guid>
<pubDate>12 Oct 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Slouching Toward Halloween</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101001-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Halloween is almost here, so we have two&#8194;stories of supernatural horror, and one that&#8217;s not supernatural but had a strong effect on me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I couldn&#8217;t quite stay away from election day, mid-term or no, so I included a piece by Lord Dunsany called The Day of the Poll, but I had to include H.P. Lovecraft as well; this year, it&#8217;s a poem called &#8220;Despair.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, no Bruce this month, but I&#8217;ve included Lovecraft&#8217;s Notes on Writing Weird Fiction for you writers out there. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101001-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20101001-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>12 Oct 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Tags</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100901-tags-andrew-gudgel.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Dini went three minutes thirty-two seconds before she couldn&#8217;t take it anymore,&#8221; Mel said, staring at me. &#8220;You think you can beat her, April?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It wasn&#8217;t a question; it was a challenge. Mel was my best friend. But last week she&#8217;d uploaded a vidbit of her brother snorking milk out his nose, and it went viral. Fifty thousand hits a day, and suddenly she was all stuck up and bossy....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100901-tags-andrew-gudgel.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100901-tags-andrew-gudgel.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Sep 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>No Show</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100902-no-show-alan-grayce.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Amy never relaxes until the third song, imagining everyone&#8217;s staring at her hands. But when she sings <i>Styx and Stones,</i> the music takes her places where, even if they are, she doesn&#8217;t care. So large as to be almost grotesque, her hands allow her to play a Martin Dreadnaught and to hold a man so he feels held. She wrote that song for freaks like herself:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100902-no-show-alan-grayce.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100902-no-show-alan-grayce.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Sep 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Now Open</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100903-now-open-kj-kabza.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I was walking through the mall when I saw a kiosk that claimed to be selling time. And I don&#8217;t mean in a &#8220;buy some labor-saving device&#8221; kind of way. I mean, little white boxes each labeled &#8220;10 minutes&#8221;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I stopped and picked one up. The act of holding the box made me feel strange. I couldn&#8217;t tell if I were suddenly relaxed or impatient.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Hey, what is this?&#8221;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100903-now-open-kj-kabza.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100903-now-open-kj-kabza.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Sep 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Tobacco Plant</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0041-tobacco-plant-punch.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I had done the second hole (from the vegetable-marrow frame to the mulberry-tree) in two, and was about to proceed to the third hole by the potting-shed when I thought I would go in and convey the glad news to Joan. I found her seated at the table in the breakfast-room with what appeared to be a heap of tea spread out upon a newspaper in front of her....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0041-tobacco-plant-punch.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0041-tobacco-plant-punch.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Sep 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>You&#8217;ve Seen These Faces Before</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100901-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This turned out to be an alumni issue: Andrew Gudgel, Alan Grayce, and KJ Kabza have given us a near-future science fiction, mainstream, and light fantasy story, respectively. Our Classic Flash is from that humourous old standby, Punch. And Bruce Holland Rogers switches topics from techniques to the short fiction writer&#8217;s career. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100901-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100901-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Aug 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Big Success on a Small Scale</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100902-big-success-small-scale-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This month, I want to take a break from examining the forms of flash fiction and consider another aspect of flash entirely: the career aspect. What would it mean to have a successful career in flash fiction?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As readers of my essays in <i>Word Work</i> will know, I&#8217;m wary of any definition of success that makes money the sole measure....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100902-big-success-small-scale-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
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<pubDate>7 Sep 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Is, Not Mighta Been</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100801-is-not-mighta-been-dave-hoing.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Some folks see the hand of the Lord in happenings that nothing but dumb chance. They say He separate people or bring them together by His own plan. Well, I say God don&#8217;t bother Hisself with our daily affairs, so if you see a man in a place you don&#8217;t expect, then that just one of them things. Ain&#8217;t no beam of light breaking through the clouds or angels singing hallelujah. Just is, is all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100801-is-not-mighta-been-dave-hoing.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100801-is-not-mighta-been-dave-hoing.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Aug 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Numbers Game</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100802-numbers-game-michael-aaron.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>Ed. note: This isn&#8217;t your typical sword-and-sorcery tale. Is it?...</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Fell Sorcerer, your evil reign is at an end!&#8221; Sathrus said. He flicked his long blonde hair to one side and raised the Sword of Khandalon above his head, rippling muscles ready to strike the fatal blow. &#8220;As sole heir to the ancient line of Khandar, I shall take my rightful place as King, and bring justice to the land &#8212; &#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100802-numbers-game-michael-aaron.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100802-numbers-game-michael-aaron.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Aug 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Invisible Man</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100803-invisible-man-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>An English Prose Sonnet.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the guy with the junked-out cars moved into the house two doors down, I said to Glenna,...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100803-invisible-man-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100803-invisible-man-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Aug 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Renaissance</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100804-renaissance-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>A Prose Fibonacci Sonnet.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Snow. Ice. Heavy skies. All flights delayed. Morris wished he could smoke....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100804-renaissance-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100804-renaissance-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Aug 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Winner&#8217;s Loss</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0040-winners-loss-elliott-flower.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Bet you fifty!&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Aw, make it worth while.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Two hundred!&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;You&#8217;re on. Let Jack hold the stakes.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Suits me.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Four hundred dollars was placed in the hands of Jack Strong by the disputatious sports, and he carefully put it away with the lone five-dollar bill of which he was possessed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0040-winners-loss-elliott-flower.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0040-winners-loss-elliott-flower.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Aug 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Playing Dice With The Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100801-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Dave Hoing returns after a long haitus with a literary story about freed slaves during the Civil War. Michael Aaron debuts with a typical story about a hero fighting a Dark Lord &#8212;  so typical, in fact, that it seems to happen a lot. Our Classic Flash is about a roll of cash, and the man who lost it. Bruce Holland Rogers is back with one column and two &#8220;prose&#8194;sonnets&#8221;. Thanks for reading!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100801-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100801-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Aug 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>By The Numbers: The Prose Sonnet</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100802-by-the-numbers-prose-sonnet-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Any time I begin a discussion of fixed forms, the first such form that I mention is the sonnet. Even if many readers can&#8217;t name the rules of a sonnet, they at least know that a sonnet is a short poem written to a set of arbitrary rules, and it&#8217;s easy to proceed from that example to a discussion of how a writer might compose by first choosing the rules and then, line by line, finding content to fit them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100802-by-the-numbers-prose-sonnet-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100802-by-the-numbers-prose-sonnet-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>7 Aug 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Through Amber Eyes</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100701-through-amber-eyes-polenth-blake.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I paint whiskers on my face with bath water. The water doesn&#8217;t stay, but the whiskers remain. I prowl around the house in my bathrobe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cat is washing herself on the rug. I kneel down to show her my fresh whiskers. &#8220;Meow,&#8221; I say. She flicks her tail in disdain, as though I&#8217;m any other human.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad looks up from his newspaper. &#8220;Eyra, stop that.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100701-through-amber-eyes-polenth-blake.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100701-through-amber-eyes-polenth-blake.html</guid>
<pubDate>6 Jul 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Kolkata Sea</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100702-kolkata-sea-indrapramit-das.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I remember the time my mother took me to see the city where I was born. She was a young woman then. There were sea-birds rippling through the warm white sky high above her head, drifting like ashes on the summer breeze. I was in her lap, slightly nauseous from the motion of our vessel on the cresting waves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Look, sweetheart,&#8221; she said, her chin moving against my head as she spoke....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100702-kolkata-sea-indrapramit-das.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100702-kolkata-sea-indrapramit-das.html</guid>
<pubDate>6 Jul 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Sandra Plays for the Cast-Iron Man</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100703-sandra-plays-cast-iron-man-tom-crosshill.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;I&#8217;m Radok,&#8221; he said to her when everyone was gone, and steam hissed gently from his vents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sandra hadn&#8217;t noticed him in the audience. How could she have? They came every night and sat at their tables with rattles and creaks. Gray-blue visages bathed in the golden light from Outside. Here a steel leg crossed over a many-jointed knee, there a dozen long fingers laced together in a steeple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100703-sandra-plays-cast-iron-man-tom-crosshill.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100703-sandra-plays-cast-iron-man-tom-crosshill.html</guid>
<pubDate>6 Jul 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Before Your Next Critique Group...</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100703-cooper-deerslayer-criticism-by-mark-twain.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>Have you writers ever been critiqued in such a scathing, vicious fashion that you don&#8217;t know whether you want to crawl into a hole or beat the critquer with a bat?</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;<i>Can you imagine getting that kind of critique from Mark Twain?</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;<i>That&#8217;s what happened to James Fenimore Cooper and his novel </i>The Deerslayer.<i> Just wow. And yet there are good lessons in there, too.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100703-cooper-deerslayer-criticism-by-mark-twain.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>criticism</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100703-cooper-deerslayer-criticism-by-mark-twain.html</guid>
<pubDate>6 Jul 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Watch-tower</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0039-watchtower-lord-dunsany.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I sat one April in Provence on a small hill above an ancient town that Goth and Vandal as yet have forborne to &#8220;bring up to date.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the hill was an old worn castle with a watch-tower, and a well with narrow steps and water in it still.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The watch-tower, staring South with neglected windows, faced a broad valley full of the pleasant twilight and the hum of evening things:...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0039-watchtower-lord-dunsany.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0039-watchtower-lord-dunsany.html</guid>
<pubDate>6 Jul 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100701-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This month&#8217;s stories are kind of <i>past-perfect</i>, as we grammar wonks might say; all of them involve things the main characters once had.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A girl gradually discovers who she is; a son revisits his parents&#8217; sunken city; a woman and a robot reach for things they want and can&#8217;t have. Also another Classic Flash from Lord Dunsany, and in a work of criticism, Mark Twain is the <i>Deerslayer</i>-slayer. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100701-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100701-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>6 Jul 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Classic Flash Fiction</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100601-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Do you think Flash Fiction is <i>new</i> or <i>not respected</i>? I&#8217;ve heard that a lot lately; and while I&#8217;m sure that newcomers who never write beyond flash length will have a hard time selling themselves as &#8220;serious&#8221; writers  &#8212;  whatever that means  &#8212;  I would like to counter those ideas by offering a collection of sub-1000-word stories from some great and popular Western writers: Bierce, Dickens, Kafka, Lovecraft, Saki, and popular 1930s-60s TV and radio writer Jack Douglas. You&#8217;ll see the winner of the Life Shortest Story Contest &#8212; from 1916. And, to honor the Census, there&#8217;s a topical piece from an 1891 Punch issue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bruce is still here, of course &#8212; writers, read up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100601-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>3 Jun 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Let Me Repeat That: A Prose Villanelle</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100602-repeat-that-prose-villanelle-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;One of the best-known poems in the English language is &#8220;Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night&#8221; by Dylan Thomas, a poem that Thomas wrote for his dying father. One of the first things that a reader might notice about that poem is that there are two lines in the poem that repeat exactly. <i>Do not go gentle into that good night</i> is the first line, the sixth line,...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100602-repeat-that-prose-villanelle-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100602-repeat-that-prose-villanelle-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>4 May 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Border Crossing</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100604-border-crossing-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>An example of a prose villanelle, used as an exemplar for Bruce&#8217;s latest </i>Short-short Sighted<i> column.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lately I don&#8217;t recognize this country, the land of my birth. The contours of the land are the same. I can buy what I always bought in the stores. The weather has changed, though. Last winter, we had no snow, but the wind blew love letters to dead soldiers into drifts up to my knees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100604-border-crossing-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100604-border-crossing-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Jun 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Talking-out of Tarrington</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0031-talking-out-tarrington-saki.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Heavens!&#8221; exclaimed the aunt of Clovis, &#8220;here&#8217;s some one I know bearing down on us. I can&#8217;t remember his name, but he lunched with us once in Town. Tarrington &#8212; yes, that&#8217;s it. He&#8217;s heard of the picnic I&#8217;m giving for the Princess, and he&#8217;ll cling to me like a lifebelt till I give him an invitation; then he&#8217;ll ask if he may bring all his wives and mothers and sisters with him. That&#8217;s the worst of these small watering-places; one can&#8217;t escape from anybody.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0031-talking-out-tarrington-saki.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0031-talking-out-tarrington-saki.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Jun 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Artful Touch</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0032-artful-touch-charles-dickens.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;One of the most <i>beautiful</i> things that ever was done, perhaps,&#8221; said Inspector Wield, emphasising the adjective, as preparing us to expect dexterity or ingenuity rather than strong interest, &#8220;was a move of Sergeant Witchem&#8217;s. It was a lovely idea!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Witchem and me were down at Epsom one Derby Day, waiting at the station for the Swell Mob. As I mentioned,...&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0032-artful-touch-charles-dickens.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mystery</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0032-artful-touch-charles-dickens.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Jun 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>One Summer Night</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0033-one-summer-night-ambrose-bierce.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The fact that Henry Armstrong was buried did not seem to him to prove that he was dead: he had always been a hard man to convince. That he really was buried, the testimony of his senses compelled him to admit. His posture &#8212; flat upon his back, with his hands crossed upon his stomach and tied with something that he easily broke without profitably altering the situation &#8212; ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0033-one-summer-night-ambrose-bierce.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0033-one-summer-night-ambrose-bierce.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Jun 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Give It Up!</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0034-give-it-up-franz-kafka.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>At 128 words, it&#8217;s very hard to give a &#8220;teaser&#8221; for this story. The author of </i>The Metamorphosis<i> and </i>The Trial<i> shows that he can create a sense of isolation without using cockroaches or bureaucracies.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was very early in the morning, the streets clean and deserted, I was walking to the station. As I compared the tower clock with my watch...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0034-give-it-up-franz-kafka.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>surrealism</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0034-give-it-up-franz-kafka.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Jun 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Taking The Census</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0035-taking-census-punch.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;As I have but a limited holding in the Temple, and, moreover, slept on the evening of the 5th of April at Burmah Gardens, I considered it right and proper to fill in the paper left me by the &#8220;Appointed Enumerator&#8221; at the latter address. And here I may say that the title of the subordinate officer intrusted with the addition of my household to the compilation of the Census pleased me greatly &#8212; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0035-taking-census-punch.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0035-taking-census-punch.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Jun 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Memory</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0036-memory-h-p-lovecraft.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;In the valley of Nis the accursed waning moon shines thinly, tearing a path for its light with feeble horns through the lethal foliage of a great upas-tree. And within the depths of the valley, where the light reaches not, move forms not meant to be beheld. Rank is the herbage on each slope, where evil vines and creeping plants crawl amidst the stones of ruined palaces, twining tightly about broken columns and strange monoliths,...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0036-memory-h-p-lovecraft.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0036-memory-h-p-lovecraft.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Jun 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Thicker Than Water</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0037-thicker-than-water-ralph-henry-barbour-george-osborne.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This story took the laurel in Life Magazine&#8217;s Shortest Story Contest, and was published along with 80 other stories in 1916.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doctor Burroughs, summoned from the operating room, greeted his friend from the doorway: &#8220;Sorry, Harry, but you&#8217;ll have to go on without me. I&#8217;ve got a case on the table that I can&#8217;t leave. Make my excuses, will you?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;There&#8217;s still an hour,&#8221; replied the visitor....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0037-thicker-than-water-ralph-henry-barbour-george-osborne.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0037-thicker-than-water-ralph-henry-barbour-george-osborne.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Jun 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Test Rocket</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0038-test-rocket-jack-douglas.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Captain Baird stood at the window of the laboratory where the thousand parts of the strange rocket lay strewn in careful order. Small groups worked slowly over the dismantled parts. The captain wanted to ask but something stopped him. Behind him Doctor Johannsen sat at his desk, his gnarled old hand tight about a whiskey bottle, the bottle the doctor always had in his desk but never brought out except when he was alone,...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0038-test-rocket-jack-douglas.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0038-test-rocket-jack-douglas.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Jun 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Random World Of Delta Capricorni Aa, Also Called Scheddi</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100501-random-world-delta-capricorni-scheddi-john-c-wright.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;It was not abduction. I volunteered to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I trampled out the crop circle in the north field of the Suttlebys&#8217; ranch, at night, just with a board of plywood and a long rope. I did not know what the signs mean, but I copied them. Took me all night, and the sky was pink above the barn, and my breath was fog. It was October, the best month for contacting...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100501-random-world-delta-capricorni-scheddi-john-c-wright.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100501-random-world-delta-capricorni-scheddi-john-c-wright.html</guid>
<pubDate>4 May 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Candy Floss Time</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100502-candy-floss-time-amy-treadwell.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The free carnival pass dropped through Penny&#8217;s mail slot on Wednesday, exactly ten months after her mother died, three weeks after her son was born, and seven days before she planned to drive her car off Myrtle Pier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Penny had shoved the stack of letters behind the door, along with other bills piling up since she&#8217;d gone to the hospital...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100502-candy-floss-time-amy-treadwell.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100502-candy-floss-time-amy-treadwell.html</guid>
<pubDate>4 May 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Fool&#8217;s Fire</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100503-fools-fire-hayley-e-lavik.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;It&#8217;s the cold mud that wakes me, and the taste of duckweed in my throat. In my mouth, my nose, my ears. It fills my lungs, creeps behind my eyes. I burst through the slime with a half-formed scream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I retch until I feel empty, hollow, withered. Stagger to my feet,...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;<i>But where is he?</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100503-fools-fire-hayley-e-lavik.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100503-fools-fire-hayley-e-lavik.html</guid>
<pubDate>4 May 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Sea Anenomes</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100504-sea-anenomes-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>An example of a metamorphosis story, with a dash of compassion, used as an exemplar for Bruce&#8217;s latest </i>Short-short Sighted<i> column.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In a little church by the sea, long after the old gods had begun to sleep, there was a preacher of the Christian gospel who earnestly worried for the souls of his congregants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100504-sea-anenomes-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100504-sea-anenomes-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>4 May 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Beggars</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0030-beggars-lord-dunsany.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;...The streets were all so unromantic, dreary. Nothing could be done for them, I thought &#8212; nothing. And then my thoughts were interrupted by barking dogs. Every dog in the street seemed to be barking &#8212; every kind of dog, not only the little ones but the big ones too. They were all facing East towards the way I was coming by. Then I turned round to look and had this vision, in Piccadilly, on the opposite side to the houses just after you pass the cab-rank.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tall bent men were coming down the street arrayed in marvelous cloaks. All were sallow of skin and swarthy of hair, and most of them wore strange beards. They were coming slowly, and they walked with staves, and their hands were out for alms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the beggars had come to town.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0030-beggars-lord-dunsany.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0030-beggars-lord-dunsany.html</guid>
<pubDate>4 May 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>...Bring May Flowers: Stories of Transformation</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100501-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes an issue&#8217;s theme just presents itself. Much fiction is about transformations of one sort or another, but rarely is it hammered home so explicitly and wonderfully as in this month&#8217;s stories. Click through to get an overview of this month&#8217;s stories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next issue goes live on June 1st. Until then, please read, comment, subscribe, and tip your favorite authors!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100501-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100501-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>4 May 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Metamorphoses and Compassion</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100502-metamorphoses-and-compassion-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;...And that, dear readers, is a metamorphosis tale, a story well suited to flash fiction.... Before the metamorphosis is the story of what led up to the transformation, and often the story lasts long enough after the transformation to consider its significance....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is one risk to writing a metamorphosis story, and it refers to the phrase <i>teaches them a lesson.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100502-metamorphoses-and-compassion-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100502-metamorphoses-and-compassion-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>4 May 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>ZigZag Strikes Again</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100401-zigzag-strikes-again-jonathan-vos-post.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Very elliptical years, the 57th Century, or &#8220;Years of the Cat.&#8221; Practically nobody uses sentences. Anymore. Very eccentric. Tell story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am Time Bum. Name of ZigZag, honorable family, agent, sex-linkages. Manipulator and explorer of paraHistory via the Leonardo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Journey to the Age of Styrofoam, the Coke Bottle Century, my favorite time, the 20th....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100401-zigzag-strikes-again-jonathan-vos-post.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100401-zigzag-strikes-again-jonathan-vos-post.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Apr 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Zombie of His Early Days</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100402-zombie-of-his-early-days-tom-crosshill.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Every morning Bobby visits Chuck. He goes down to the basement and rattles Chuck&#8217;s cage with his cane. Chuck only snarls and spits, and grinds the rotten stubs of his teeth &#8212; <i>gnish, gnash, gnish, gnash.</i> He&#8217;s a real codger, Chuck is. Should have seen him back in the day, though. World ain&#8217;t got zombies like Chuck anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a boy, Bobby liked to climb the town walls...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100402-zombie-of-his-early-days-tom-crosshill.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horrorhumor</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100402-zombie-of-his-early-days-tom-crosshill.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Apr 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Alligators By Twitter</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100403-alligators-by-twitter-john-wiswell.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;5:00 PM (one day ago)<br />
		I can Twitter on my phone! No idea why I would, but it&#8217;s cool. Gives me something to do in the new house.<br />
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		1:00 AM<br />
		Found mysterious hole in new house today. In floor. No basement. Calling my realtor after my sister and her kids leave.<br />
<br />&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100403-alligators-by-twitter-john-wiswell.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>humor</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100403-alligators-by-twitter-john-wiswell.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Apr 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Bust-Head Whiskey</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0029-bust-head-whiskey-continental-monthly.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>In honor of April Fool&#8217;s Day, a Civil War-era practical joke.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For two days the quiet of the Rising Sun Tavern, in the quaint little town of Shearsville, Ohio, was disturbed by a drunken Democratic member of the Pennsylvania Legislature, who visited the town in order to address what he hoped would turn out to be the assembled multitude of copperheads, but which proved after all no great snakes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0029-bust-head-whiskey-continental-monthly.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0029-bust-head-whiskey-continental-monthly.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Apr 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>April Foolery</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100401-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;In springtime, this young man&#8217;s mind turns to thoughts of Heisenberg and Einstein. And alligators. And zombies &#8212; don&#8217;t forget zombies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, it&#8217;s April, which is the time for strange happenings and practical jokes. We hope you enjoy. And don&#8217;t forget Bruce&#8217;s column on Prose Poetry or Bill Highsmith&#8217;s blog while you&#8217;re at it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next issue goes up on May 4.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100401-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>1 Apr 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Small Rebellions: Prose Poems</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100402-small-rebellions-prose-poems-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;These columns are about writing flash fiction, but this month I want to peer over the border to examine flash fiction&#8217;s sister genre, the prose poem. At least some flash fictions and prose poems are similar enough that it can be difficult to see just which side of the border they belong on. Russell Edson calls what he writes &#8220;poems,&#8221; but all of his work is formatted as prose and is narrative. Readers can be forgiven for thinking that it&#8217;s flash fiction. Some of my own work that I considered to be fiction when I wrote it has ended up being published as poetry. Whenever I teach a class in the &#8220;short forms&#8221; of flash fiction, prose poem, and brief literary nonfiction, one of the first things I do is show the students a variety of short prose pieces and ask them to tell me whether those works are fiction, poetry, or nonfiction. Students seldom agree completely on the genre of any of the sample writings....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100402-small-rebellions-prose-poems-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100402-small-rebellions-prose-poems-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Apr 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Midnight Mambo</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100301-midnight-mambo-daniel-jose-older.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;My future daughter-in-law Janey told me exactly how it would go down and what to say. She&#8217;s been doing this for a while now, so she had this Nancy lady down pat, from the extra-extra smile to the cautious handshake to the little sing-song apologies dangling off each phrase. Everything went just like she said it would. The words felt awkward in my mouth, like pieces of food that&#8217;re too big to chew...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100301-midnight-mambo-daniel-jose-older.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100301-midnight-mambo-daniel-jose-older.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Mar 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Blood Willows</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100302-blood-willows-caroline-m-yoachim.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Stephen cradled Mara in his arms. She was light, but awkward to carry because of her trees. A blood willow grew from her shoulder and hid her face behind a curtain of crimson leaves. Its trunk was pale and gnarled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They&#8217;d taken this path to visit her father&#8217;s grove, back when Mara could walk. Now a cottonbone tree grew from her thigh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100302-blood-willows-caroline-m-yoachim.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100302-blood-willows-caroline-m-yoachim.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Mar 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>On Green Hills</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100303-on-green-hills-andrew-gudgel.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The image was particularly nice: a yellow and black weaverbird caught in the act of building one of their hanging, gourd-shaped nests on his anti-tank cannon mount. It was a keeper; Akili just had to decide which picture to give up in exchange. He had plenty of power left in his superconductor ring &#8212; enough for years of twenty-four-hour imaging. But not enough memory....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100303-on-green-hills-andrew-gudgel.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100303-on-green-hills-andrew-gudgel.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Mar 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>We Stand Up</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100304-we-stand-up-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>A powerful, first-person plural exemplar for </i>Short-short Sighted #20<i>.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100304-we-stand-up-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100304-we-stand-up-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Mar 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Blind Man</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0028-blind-man-kate-chopin.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;A man carrying a small red box in one hand walked slowly down the street. His old straw hat and faded garments looked as if the rain had often beaten upon them, and the sun had as many times dried them upon his person. He was not old, but he seemed feeble; and he walked in the sun, along the blistering asphalt pavement. On the opposite side of the street...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0028-blind-man-kate-chopin.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0028-blind-man-kate-chopin.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Mar 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100301-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;More great new stories this month: The poignant but lighthearted Midnight Mambo, a dark vision of Blood Willows, and the pleasant imagery &#8212; and difficult choice &#8212; of On Green Hills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For our Classic Flash this month, we revisit Kate Chopin&#8217;s impressive oeuvre, this time seeing The Blind Man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As always, don&#8217;t miss Bruce&#8217;s writing column, or his story We Stand Up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next issue goes live on April 1. Meanwhile, comment, subscribe, and tip the authors. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100301-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100301-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Mar 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Consolidated Flash and the Collective Narrator</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100302-consolidated-flash-collective-narrator-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>In this column, Bruce Holland Rogers comes back to fixed forms, discusses story collections, and introduces the collective narrator.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100302-consolidated-flash-collective-narrator-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100302-consolidated-flash-collective-narrator-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Mar 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Times That Bleed Together</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100201-times-that-bleed-together-paige-gardner.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Today, the world ends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8194;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuesday last, Reed grabs his best friend&#8217;s shoulders and says, &#8220;You&#8217;ve got to stop this.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luke looks at him and wonders why Reed is the only person in the world who hasn&#8217;t changed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8194;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Three years ago, it starts with Luke covered in blood that is not his own...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100201-times-that-bleed-together-paige-gardner.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>experimental</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100201-times-that-bleed-together-paige-gardner.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Feb 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>P&#234;los</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100202-pelos-aaron-bilodeau.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Lydia turned out the light, picked up her backpack and opened her window. She was expecting the gust of cool night air, the smell of freedom and the call of the dance floor. She was not expecting the shower of gold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Ow!&#8221; She threw her pack up as a shield from the heavy, glittering hail. &#8220;Son of a &#8212; <i>ow!</i>&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lydia swung her backpack through the air,...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100202-pelos-aaron-bilodeau.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100202-pelos-aaron-bilodeau.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Feb 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Six Reasons Why My Sister Hates Me</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100203-six-reasons-why-my-sister-hates-me-aimee-amodio.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;My sister Chiru has beautiful, rich, warm brown skin. Mine is like onionskin paper, yellowed and dry and fragile. The few wisps of hair that grow on my scarred scalp mock the thick, black waves that fall past her shoulders and would grow to her waist if she let it. She is poised and correct in her posture, where I am bowed and curled like a crescent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is perfect and I am flawed, and she hates me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100203-six-reasons-why-my-sister-hates-me-aimee-amodio.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100203-six-reasons-why-my-sister-hates-me-aimee-amodio.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Feb 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Six One-Sentence Stories</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100204-one-sentence-stories-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This collection of six one-sentence stories serves as an exemplar for </i>Short-short Sighted #19<i>. I would put up a teaser here, but they&#8217;re so short that doing so would give away a sizeable part of the collection.  &#8212; Ed.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100204-one-sentence-stories-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>experimental</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100204-one-sentence-stories-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Feb 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Five Boons Of Life</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0027-five-boons-life-mark-twain.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;In the morning of life came a good fairy with her basket, and said:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Here are gifts. Take one, leave the others. And be wary, choose wisely; oh, choose wisely! for only one of them is valuable.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The gifts were five: Fame, Love, Riches, Pleasure, Death. The youth said, eagerly:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;There is no need to consider&#8221;; and he chose Pleasure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0027-five-boons-life-mark-twain.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0027-five-boons-life-mark-twain.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Feb 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Numbers, numbers: in The Times That Bleed Together, the Six Reasons My Sister Hates Me, Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s Six One-Sentence Stories. Mark Twain even has a story &#8212; not a funny one &#8212; about The Five Boons Of Life. (Non-math types can check out P&#234;los instead.) And don&#8217;t miss Bruce&#8217;s writing column.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, the Preditors &amp; Editors results are in. (Thanks to everyone who voted!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next issue goes live on March 2. Meanwhile, comment, subscribe, and tip the authors. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Feb 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Story of n Words: How Low Can You Go?</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100202-how-low-can-you-go-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>In this column, Bruce Holland Rogers discusses the shortest of very short stories, and tackles, along the way, the topic, &#8220;Just what is a story, anyway?&#8221;</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100202-how-low-can-you-go-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100202-how-low-can-you-go-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Feb 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Caltrops</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100101-caltrops-tim-pratt.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;We hit the spikes on Interstate 40 East in Texas, soon after the second-largest freestanding cross in the Western hemisphere dropped over the horizon and disappeared from our rearview mirror, along with the giant thing crucified on it. (All the faded tourist-trap signs claim that cross is the largest, but I look into these things, and I know the cross in Effingham, Illinois actually has a wider armspan.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100101-caltrops-tim-pratt.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100101-caltrops-tim-pratt.html</guid>
<pubDate>5 Jan 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Hungry</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100102-hungry-tree-riesener.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Quiet. You sit quiet as a mouse in the corner. Push a little doll around and hum la-la-la so they forget you&#8217;re there while they have the cocktail hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That&#8217;s how you find out they&#8217;re killing Grandma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not a single bite to eat or a swallow of water. Your mother is killing her mother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That&#8217;s their favorite punishment for you, too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100102-hungry-tree-riesener.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100102-hungry-tree-riesener.html</guid>
<pubDate>5 Jan 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Last Bites</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100103-last-bites-ken-pisani.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The wake held for Sven M&#252;eller at Karloff&#8217;s Funeral Home in Queens, New York, was completely unremarkable until a tiny nephew of Sven&#8217;s was lifted to kiss his uncle good-bye, but instead bit off the dead man&#8217;s nose. Women shrieked and strong men fainted and, when the toddler continued to chew and swallow the nose, his mother dropped him and vomited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the boy just grinned and said, &#8220;Chocolate.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100103-last-bites-ken-pisani.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100103-last-bites-ken-pisani.html</guid>
<pubDate>5 Jan 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Okra, Sorghum, Yam</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100104-okra-sorghum-yam-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>An exemplar for </i>Short-short Sighted #18<i>.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the following summer when the second princess came to Old Kwaku&#8217;s hut, he said, &#8220;What do you want?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;My father said that I must learn wisdom from you.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100104-okra-sorghum-yam-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20100104-okra-sorghum-yam-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>5 Jan 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Failure of Hope &amp; Wandel</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0026-failure-hope-wandel-ambrose-bierce.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>From Mr. Jabez Hope, in Chicago, to Mr. Pike Wandel, of New Orleans, December 2, 1877.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will not bore you, my dear fellow, with a narrative of my journey from New Orleans to this polar region. It is cold in Chicago, believe me, and the Southron who comes here, as I did, without a relay of noses and ears will have reason to regret his mistaken economy in arranging his outfit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0026-failure-hope-wandel-ambrose-bierce.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0026-failure-hope-wandel-ambrose-bierce.html</guid>
<pubDate>5 Jan 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Please Go Vote!</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The Preditors &amp; Editors Poll runs through January 14. We&#8217;d love your vote in any category!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for stories, there&#8217;s a little for everyone: fantasy, literary fiction, surrealism, a fairy tale, or a Bitter Bierce classic. If you&#8217;re a writer, read Bruce&#8217;s column on what to leave out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to the staff for making it through another year, and to donors for their help in keeping the zine moving. Our next issue goes live on February 2. Meanwhile, please comment on stories, subscribe, and tip your favorite authors. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>5 Jan 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Ellipsis: What To Leave Out</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100102-ellipsis-what-to-leave-out-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>The title says it all.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20100102-ellipsis-what-to-leave-out-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
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<pubDate>5 Jan 2010 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Brass Canaries</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091201-brass-canaries-gwendolyn-clare.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;We perch next to the glass, where window shoppers can press their flushed faces against the panes and <i>ooh</i> and <i>aah</i> at us. It is shopping season. We know because they cover their hands in cloth, and the sky falls white and fluffy around their feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They hurry by in twos and threes, carrying bags and boxes clutched close to their bodies....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091201-brass-canaries-gwendolyn-clare.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
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<pubDate>1 Dec 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Note From The Future</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091202-note-from-the-future-ray-vukcevich.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I didn&#8217;t notice the note under my windshield until I&#8217;d already gotten into the car and put the key in the ignition. Immediately, a sequence of future events came into my mind. I would open the car door. I wouldn&#8217;t take the keys out of the ignition as I got out. I would automatically push the lock button down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091202-note-from-the-future-ray-vukcevich.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
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<pubDate>1 Dec 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Catalyst</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091203-catalyst-rick-novy.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Sabotage?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chief Engineer Hoyle nodded. &#8220;I caught Officer Jarimath mucking about with the safety controls myself.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The commander turned around to stare at the dim yellow star that controlled this solar system. &#8220;And there&#8217;s no way to vent the fuel?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;The relief valve is frozen solid.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091203-catalyst-rick-novy.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
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<pubDate>1 Dec 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Don Ysidro</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091204-don-ysidro-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>An exemplar for </i>Short-short Sighted #17<i>, below, and a World Fantasy award winner.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On that last morning, anyone who came to visit me could see that I was dying. I knew it myself. As if I had cotton in my ears, I heard the voice of don Leandro saying to my wife, &#8220;Do&#241;a Susana, I think it is time to fetch the priest,&#8221; and I thought, yes, it&#8217;s time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091204-don-ysidro-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
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<pubDate>1 Dec 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Christmas Presents, 1914.</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0025-christmas-presents-1914-punch.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;It&#8217;s perfectly simple,&#8221; said the Reverend Henry, adopting his lofty style. &#8220;We must cut the whole lot. There is no other course.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;I don&#8217;t consider that your opinion is of any value whatever,&#8221; said Eileen. &#8220;In fact you ought not to be allowed to take part in this discussion. Every one knows that you have always tried to get out of Christmas presents...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0025-christmas-presents-1914-punch.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0025-christmas-presents-1914-punch.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Dec 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This is our second anniversary. There are presents involved, but mostly Christmas ones: clockpunk canaries, and some from 1914. But there&#8217;s also a taste of what might have been, sabotage as catalyst, and a reprint of the award-winning &#8220;Don Ysidro&#8221;. We hope you enjoy them. And if you&#8217;re a writer, don&#8217;t forget Bruce&#8217;s column, either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next issue goes live on January 5. Meanwhile, please subscribe if you haven&#8217;t already, comment on stories, and tip your favorite authors. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>1 Dec 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Write Rites: The Ritual Story</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091202-write-rites-ritual-story-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>On using ritual in stories.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091202-write-rites-ritual-story-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091202-write-rites-ritual-story-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Dec 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>My Superpower</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091101-my-superpower-leslie-a-dow.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I can pretty much find anything. It&#8217;s my superpower. It was always below the surface, in the backwaters of my brain, just waiting. I&#8217;m dead certain it was my kids and husband that finally forced it into the open.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Hon, have you seen my garpledeybip?&#8221; Like I knew what that was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;How should I know? I don&#8217;t even know what color it is.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091101-my-superpower-leslie-a-dow.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091101-my-superpower-leslie-a-dow.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Nov 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Delivery of Cheesesteaks</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091102-delivery-of-cheesesteaks-alan-grayce.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;His own saliva wakes him up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The icy patch on his face tips him out of the warmth he mustered from the newspapers pitched against the restaurant grate in the alleyway. Gabe checks the clockstrip he filched from a street vendor. <i>1/10/2015... 7:22 a.m... 18 degrees F...</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A shelter tonight. He hates being locked in, but it beats frostbite. More from the strip:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091102-delivery-of-cheesesteaks-alan-grayce.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
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<pubDate>3 Nov 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Irma Splinkbottom&#8217;s Recipe For Cold Fusion</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091103-irma-splinkbottom-recipe-cold-fusion-janene-murphy.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Irma Splinkbottom loosened the back string of her apron as she shuffled over to the sliding glass door in her kitchen. The temperature on the gauge outside made her hesitate. She knew Fall brought cooler temperatures to the small town of Sapulpa, Oklahoma, but 68 degrees at 2:13 PM....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091103-irma-splinkbottom-recipe-cold-fusion-janene-murphy.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091103-irma-splinkbottom-recipe-cold-fusion-janene-murphy.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Nov 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>President of Baseball Operations</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091104-president-of-baseball-operations-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>An exemplar for </i>Short-short Sighted #16<i>, listed below.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The secretary never had a chance to say, &#8220;Do you have an appointment?&#8221; Washington was already past her and opening the CEO&#8217;s door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091104-president-of-baseball-operations-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>experimental</category>
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<pubDate>3 Nov 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Master Teng-t&#8217;u</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0024-master-Teng-tu-sung-yu.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;One day when the chamberlain, Master Teng-t&#8217;u, was in attendance at the palace he warned the king against Sung Y&#252;, saying: &#8220;Y&#252; is a man of handsome features and calm bearing and his tongue is prompt with subtle sentences. Moreover, his character is licentious. I would submit that your Majesty is ill-advised in allowing him to follow you into the Queen&#8217;s apartments.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0024-master-Teng-tu-sung-yu.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>historical</category>
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<pubDate>3 Nov 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;We had some fun this month, lightening the mood from our October issue. We hope you like our stories of a mom&#8217;s superpower, a homeless man&#8217;s bravery, and... well...&#8194;cold fusion. Sort of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our Classic Flash is an ancient retort; laughter has always been the best defense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bruce Holland Rogers is back this issue, too, talking about writing with characters your audience already knows. His example story is about George and Baseball. But not <i>that</i> George.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next issue goes live on December 1. Meanwhile, please subscribe if you haven&#8217;t already, comment on stories, and tip your favorite authors. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>1 Nov 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>George Washington&#8217;s Life in Baseball:Using Characters Your Reader Already Knows</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091102-george-washingtons-life-in-baseball-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>Bruce Holland Rogers discusses the use of characters your audience already knows.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091102-george-washingtons-life-in-baseball-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091102-george-washingtons-life-in-baseball-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>3 Nov 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Eating It Too</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091001-eating-it-too-kristine-kathryn-rusch.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Her mother had taught her that each meal, each dish made with her own fingers was a gift. <i>You should cook with your loved one in mind, Sophie,</i> her mother used to say, <i>and strive for the best.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Sophie had. Each meal was a feast, a gift of love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harold ate each with gusto, complimenting her, and never missing a meal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091001-eating-it-too-kristine-kathryn-rusch.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>suspense</category>
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<pubDate>1 Oct 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Death Babies</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091002-death-babies-s-craig-renfroe.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>Wheee.</i> The death baby goes, <i>wheee.</i> It also gurgles something awful. We have a problem with them in the town, not the town proper but right outside. The death babies have gotten brave in recent years, crawling right up to the gardens and even to the homes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nobody knows where they come from, only that when one of us dies...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091002-death-babies-s-craig-renfroe.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091002-death-babies-s-craig-renfroe.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Oct 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Door</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091003-door-damon-shaw.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The smell of wet ash slicked her throat. Jo felt the new skin stretching on her thighs and stomach as she stumbled past pools of plastic that might have been patio furniture. Blackened beams poked out of the rubble and the dead lawn crunched under her slippers. Nothing had survived that heat. Only Jo herself, strangely whole, scabbed and oozing under layers of bandages, still limped into the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091003-door-damon-shaw.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20091003-door-damon-shaw.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Oct 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Nyarlathotep</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0023-nyarlathotep-h-p-lovecraft.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Nyarlathotep... the crawling chaos... I am the last... I will tell the audient void....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do not recall distinctly when it began, but it was months ago. The general tension was horrible. To a season of political and social upheaval was added a strange and brooding apprehension of hideous physical danger; a danger widespread and all-embracing,...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0023-nyarlathotep-h-p-lovecraft.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0023-nyarlathotep-h-p-lovecraft.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Oct 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091001-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The approach of autumn brings pleasures that stem from the juxtaposition of opposites, such as smoke carried on a fresh breeze.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Us, too. We have some excellent awfulness for you this month: award-winning author Kristine Kathryn Rusch provides Eating It Too, S. Craig Renfroe, Jr. delivers Death Babies, and Damon Shaw shows us The Door. Plus a Classic Flash from H.P. Lovecraft and an essay on writing by Edgar Allan Poe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next issue goes live on November 3. Meanwhile, please subscribe if you haven&#8217;t already, comment on stories, and tip your favorite authors. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091001-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>1 Oct 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Philosophy of Composition</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091003-philosophy-of-composition-edgar-allan-poe.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This essay details the writing of Edgar Allan Poe&#8217;s most famous poem, &#8220;The Raven&#8221;. Although flash fiction isn&#8217;t poetry, it strives for the same &#8220;unity of effect&#8221; that Poe tries to obtain in his work.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;<i>Some have said that this is satire, too precise and methodical to be serious; however, I think our own work might benefit from studying its themes.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091003-philosophy-of-composition-edgar-allan-poe.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>essay</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20091003-philosophy-of-composition-edgar-allan-poe.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Oct 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Suddenly Speaking</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090901-suddenly-speaking-ray-vukcevich.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;It suddenly hits me that I speak Japanese. I turn off the subtitles, and I do perfectly well without them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nonsense, my gangster friends tell me. No one can just suddenly be speaking Japanese. How are we supposed to believe you learned to speak Japanese? Watching cartoons? Ordering sushi? Reading novels on your cell phone? Ridiculous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090901-suddenly-speaking-ray-vukcevich.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>slipstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090901-suddenly-speaking-ray-vukcevich.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Sep 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Doofus</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090902-doofus-mark-patrick-morehead.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Billy didn&#8217;t want to be a Doofus. Maybe a scientist, or a zookeeper, or a musician. But definitely not a Doofus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately second grade was nearly over, and he had not found a white coat or a microscope, or a guitar, and he had missed the fieldtrip to the zoo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now this... a knot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090902-doofus-mark-patrick-morehead.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090902-doofus-mark-patrick-morehead.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Sep 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>How High The Moon</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090903-how-high-the-moon-patrick-lundrigan.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;You&#8217;re a robot, you know. I made you.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;I&#8217;ve heard that before,&#8221; Nomie said. She put the tea tray down and settled into the lawn chair. &#8220;But I don&#8217;t think I&#8217;m a robot.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Programming,&#8221; Manny said, &#8220;I programmed you not to know.&#8221; He blew on his tea and sipped. Just the right amount of sugar and cinnamon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090903-how-high-the-moon-patrick-lundrigan.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090903-how-high-the-moon-patrick-lundrigan.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Sep 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Discovery Draft</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090904-untitled-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>An exemplar for </i>Short-short Sighted #15<i> on collaborating with MICE.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This afternoon, I&#8217;ve been digging a hole in the back yard for Miss Hought. That&#8217;s what she insists on being called, even though she&#8217;s a widow twice over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090904-untitled-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090904-untitled-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Sep 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Miranda&#8217;s Will</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0022-mirandas-will-punch.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I am not legal adviser to Miranda&#8217;s family; nevertheless she came to see me on business the other day. I saw at once by her serious air that it was something of first-rate importance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;I want a will,&#8221; she said; &#8220;one of those things that people leave when they die.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Some people leave them and some don&#8217;t,&#8221; I said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0022-mirandas-will-punch.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0022-mirandas-will-punch.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Sep 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090901-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Read about the stories and columns in our current issue here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next issue goes live on October 1. Meanwhile, please subscribe if you haven&#8217;t already, and tip your favorite authors. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090901-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Sep 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Review: The Field Guide to Writing Flash Fiction</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090903-review-field-guide-writing-flash-fiction-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Editor Jake Freivald reviews <i>The Rose Metal Press Field Guide to Writing Flash Fiction,</i> a collection of 25 essays dedicated to... well, you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090903-review-field-guide-writing-flash-fiction-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Collaborating with MICE:Using Theory as a Creative Partner</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>Bruce Holland Rogers continues his series on writing the short-short story.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the last four columns we have looked at Orson Scott Card&#8217;s MICE quotient and examined how it is possible to write flash fiction that depends on its success on Milieu, Idea, Character, or Event. As I wrote these columns, I was reminded of the nervous anxiety that I used to feel when I would read about theories and techniques of writing. On one hand, I would feel excited about the clarity that can arrive with a good theory: <i>Aha! That&#8217;s why certain novels begin with the arrival of strangers and end when the strangers leave! They are novels of milieu!</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090902-collaborating-with-mice-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Sep 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>There Are No Great Truths Here</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;Just as the sign says, my friend. This booth is hardly grand, and the fair isn&#8217;t exactly surpassing its county roots, either, is it? Shouldn&#8217;t the truths match the environs? Anyway, if you truly wanted capital-<i>T</i> Truth, you would stop at nothing to seek it on your own. You wouldn&#8217;t find it as a passing fancy from a grifter on the midway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090801-there-are-no-great-truths-here-d-t-friedman.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>4 Aug 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Purpose</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;I know I&#8217;m going to die soon. It&#8217;s my heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes it&#8217;s painful, sharp pains that drill right through me; sometimes it&#8217;s a pin-drop that echoes throughout my body like ripples in a puddle. For me, all time stops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My fate is certain. There are few specialists left, and those that are have kept to the big cities, where there is electricity and big hospitals. My concern is for my son...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090802-purpose-r-w-ware.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>4 Aug 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Taste For Life</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;And how old were you when you died, Mister Beauchamp?&#8221; Joan Rothman asked, leaning back in her chair. The scientists watched her behind the one-way mirror, hands clasped behind their backs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Twenty-seven,&#8221; the corpse replied, more gurgle than speech, as it gazed idly around the interview room. Joan jotted down the response, then chewed pensively on the tip of her red pen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090803-taste-for-life-patrick-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>4 Aug 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Lobbyist&#8217;s Tale</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090804-the-lobbyists-tale-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>An exemplar for </i>Short-short Sighted #14<i> on Flash Fiction of Event.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After my favorite bill died in committee, I went to the conference room to view the body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090804-the-lobbyists-tale-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>4 Aug 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Death and Odysseus</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;In the Olympian courts Love laughed at Death, because he was unsightly, and because She couldn&#8217;t help it, and because he never did anything worth doing, and because She would.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Death hated being laughed at, and used to brood apart thinking only of his wrongs and of what he could do to end this intolerable treatment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But one day Death appeared in the courts with an air and They all noticed it. &#8220;What are you up to now?&#8221; said Love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0021-death-and-odysseus-lord-dunsany.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>4 Aug 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;This is a good month, although strange in a few ways that I detail in the column. We have three new stories, a Classic Flash, and the wrap-up to Bruce&#8217;s study of the MICE quotient.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next issue goes live on September 1. Meanwhile, please subscribe if you haven&#8217;t already, and tip your favorite authors. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090801-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>4 Aug 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Flash Fiction of Event:Tackling a Problem</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>Bruce&#8217;s final column in the discussion of MICE (Milieu, Idea, Character, and Event) focuses on Event stories.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090802-event-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>4 Aug 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Love Bound</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;Sujatmi left the jungle and approached the skeletal husk of the hotel. As her booted feet crossed the verdant edge of nature&#8217;s reclaiming, she heard the crunching of rubble and bone. The Pillow Boy appeared in the girders. &#8220;Mama&#8217;s gone,&#8221; it wailed. &#8220;She&#8217;s... just teeth now.&#8221; It piped and moaned as it clutched its filthy pillow to its chest...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090701-love-bound-scott-lininger.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jul 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Call</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090702-the-call-jill-zeller.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;If Monica didn&#8217;t go to work, stayed home with Sam and let the care-giver have the day off, then the thing wouldn&#8217;t happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If she wasn&#8217;t there when the manager called her into her office, if she wasn&#8217;t there when they escorted her to her desk to watch her shovel her stuff into boxes, if she wasn&#8217;t there when they shrugged as she asked would they call her a taxi...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090702-the-call-jill-zeller.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jul 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Through The Window</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090703-through-the-window-tc-powell.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Men!&#8221; Saldana said, as though it needed no elaboration. Lise and Maggie nodded their agreement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They sat around the Denny&#8217;s table on a lazy Saturday afternoon, finishing slices of pie. Saldana, three years removed from a five year marriage, had the most authority in these discussions. She understood this and kept the ball rolling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090703-through-the-window-tc-powell.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jul 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Jerry</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>An exemplar for </i>Short-short Sighted #13<i> on Flash Fiction of Character.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the first two years of grade school, Jerry&#8217;s mother dressed her like a boy and gave her a boy&#8217;s haircut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090704-jerry-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jul 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Beyond Pandora</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0020-beyond-pandora-robert-j-martin.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The doctor&#8217;s pen paused over the chart on his desk, &#8220;This is your third set of teeth, I believe?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His patient nodded, &#8220;That&#8217;s right, Doctor. But they were pretty slow coming in this time.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The doctor looked up quizzically, &#8220;Is that the only reason you think you might need a booster shot?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Oh, no... of course not!&#8221; The man leaned forward and placed one hand, palm up, on the desk....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0020-beyond-pandora-robert-j-martin.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jul 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090701-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Start reading! We have a ghost story, a sobering mainstream story (that seems especially relevant with all of the US healthcare discussions), an honest-to-goodness romance (!), and a science fiction Classic Flash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bruce Holland Rogers discusses character and gives us character story called &#8220;Jerry&#8221;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next issue goes live on August 4. Meanwhile, please subscribe if you haven&#8217;t already, and tip your favorite authors. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090701-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jul 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Flash Fiction of Character</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090702-character-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>Bruce continues his discussion of the MICE quotient by talking about Flash Fiction of Character.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090702-character-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jul 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Branwen&#8217;s Revenge</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090601-branwens-revenge-sarah-adams.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;In the lee of the well, Branwen crouched. She pursed her lips and whistled at the mockingbird. It flicked its long tail up and down, hopped two steps toward her and one away, its head turned sideways. She whistled again. It hopped nearer to the crumbs she had laid for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Alas for Branwen the White, who suffers every day,&#8221; she sang to the mockingbird....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090601-branwens-revenge-sarah-adams.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jun 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Atypical Research</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;My predisposition for science began as a boy; then, grasshoppers were my fascination. I caught them by dozens, built wire mesh homes, and gathered a variety of vegetation, crabgrass, clover, dandelion weeds &#8212; so they&#8217;d stay happy and entertain me. Occasionally one perched on a twig and peered out, as though knowing the cage wasn&#8217;t its indigenous habitat, cautionary, waiting for predators....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090602-atypical-research-shelly-rae-rich.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jun 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>At Both Ends</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Mind if I ask you something?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It took me by surprise. I hadn&#8217;t noticed the guy standing next to me, there in the multiplex lobby. Minutes before, Lucille and I had been strolling toward the doors after seeing the new Spiderman movie; then she let go of my hand and made her way toward the ladies&#8217; room....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;You mind if I ask some questions while we wait?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090603-at-both-ends-kc-ball.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jun 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Visions of Gingerbread</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090604-visions-of-gingerbread-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This story exemplifies Bruce&#8217;s column about </i>Idea<i> in the MICE quotient.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have never fired anyone on the night of the Christmas party. Not quite. But my employees always give me a wide berth at the annual event. It reminds me of my failure to escape the family spice business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090604-visions-of-gingerbread-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jun 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Kiss</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;It was still quite light out of doors, but inside with the curtains drawn and the smouldering fire sending out a dim, uncertain glow, the room was full of deep shadows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brantain sat in one of these shadows; it had overtaken him and he did not mind. The obscurity lent him courage to keep his eyes fastened as ardently as he liked upon the girl who sat in the firelight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0019-kiss-kate-chopin.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jun 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090601-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Subscribe, leave a tip, or read about this month&#8217;s stories. Our next issue goes live on July 2. See you then!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090601-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jun 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Flash Fiction of Idea</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090602-idea-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>Bruce&#8217;s column continues his discussion of the MICE (Milieu, Idea, Character, Event) quotient with a discussion about Flash Fiction of Idea.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090602-idea-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Jun 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Descent</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090501-descent-bryan-wang.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Vinnie instructed us to undress. &#8220;The little wimps are going for a swim!&#8221; he shouted. His gang was gathered down along the bank at the base of the waterfall. One of the bigger boys let out a whoop and yelled back up, <i>Throw the losers over!</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the outcrop on which we stood, it was nearly a thirty-foot drop to the water....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090501-descent-bryan-wang.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>5 May 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Jack Rabbit</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090502-jack-rabbit-isaac-espriu.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Disconnected. The desire for immediate reconnection was so strong it hurt. Carefully removing the nutrient and waste tubes from my body, I stepped away from the jack, legs barely able to take my weight....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&#8217;d pushed the limit this time around. Twelve days. Two hundred and ninety-two hours, to be exact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090502-jack-rabbit-isaac-espriu.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
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<pubDate>5 May 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Billions of Stars</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090503-billions-of-stars-kj-kabza.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Dom pried the thing out of the hard ground, then held it up to inspect it. It appeared to be a planet: its icy poles chilled his hands, and its dirty continents smudged his fingers as he turned it about in his palms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dom looked around himself from where he squatted. The empty prairie stretched for miles, and the grass nearby was free of any footprints.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090503-billions-of-stars-kj-kabza.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
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<pubDate>5 May 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>To The Death!</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0018-to-the-death-punch.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Cauliflower!&#8221; shrieked Gaspard Volauvent across the little table in the <i>estaminet.</i> His face bristled with rage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Serpent!&#8221; replied Jacques Rissolo, bristling with equal dexterity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The two stout little men glared ferociously at each other. Then Jacques picked up his glass and poured the wine of the country over his friend&#8217;s head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0018-to-the-death-punch.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>5 May 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;<b>Welcome ComputerWorld readers!</b> Don&#8217;t forget to subscribe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have three great new stories and a Classic Flash this month, from new and experienced authors. Bruce Holland Rogers is on hiatus, but we&#8217;ve published an index of his columns so far. For more information, follow the <i>Read More</i> link.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please comment, subscribe, and (if you&#8217;re so inclined) leave a tip. Our next issue goes live on June 2. See you then!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090501-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Short-Short-Sighted Index</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>With Bruce on hiatus this month, we thought it would be a good idea to create a list of all eleven of his columns so far. He&#8217;s already covered a lot of turf: from fixed forms, traditional tales, and word-count restrictions to the deliberate shattering of form and evasion of tradition. Each has at least one story to illustrate his point, too &#8212; all of which are well worth reading.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090502-index-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>5 May 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>I Foretold You So</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090401-i-foretold-you-so-rod-santos.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;When Straven, Prophet of Peekh, chanced upon Asha, Oracle of the Hyperopic Temple, even the gods raised their eyebrows at the romance that followed. Now one might think the two greatest seers of the realm could have predicted their own heartbreaks, but their potent foresight proved useless against a time-tested truth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love is blind.<br />&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090401-i-foretold-you-so-rod-santos.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
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<pubDate>2 Apr 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Discerning Women</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090402-discerning-women-william-highsmith.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Alexa Cambridge reported to the Human Registration Center as instructed by the Braxian governor. The room looked like a polling place on election day, frantic with women at two dozen stations. Alexa read her kiosk&#8217;s instructions, with its famously fractured English, and began.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt; Test Set 1:<br />&gt; You knowing you subject of Brax Empire?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090402-discerning-women-william-highsmith.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
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<pubDate>2 Apr 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Mummy&#8217;s Curse</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090403-mummys-curse-sheila-crosby.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>Last year, we published a feghoot on April Fool&#8217;s day. We&#8217;re doing it again this year, I&#8217;m sorry to say. What&#8217;s a feghoot, you ask? I&#8217;m so glad you did...</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Don&#8217;t go in there!&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;What?&#8221; Mirza Khan turned to look back at Adelaide, tripped over the shin-high railings and fell over. &#8220;Ow!&#8221; He rubbed his bruised elbow and glared at Adelaide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8194;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090403-mummys-curse-sheila-crosby.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>2 Apr 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Unpleasant Features of Our New Address</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090404-unpleasant-features-of-our-new-address-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;One, the overgrown tangle of weeds that is the back garden. None of us owns the land. Not us, not Andy and Tomi in the flat above ours, not Enrico in the flat below. Enrico says &#8220;They should send a gardener round,&#8221; and we agree that yes, they should. Whoever they are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two, the black-and-white cat begging at the front door....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090404-unpleasant-features-of-our-new-address-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>2 Apr 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Novel, But Not New</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0017-novel-but-not-new-punch.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>I thought this Classic Flash was funny because its title seems so terribly appropriate: it&#8217;s an 1893 story that seems quite topical in this day of print-on-demand services. Enjoy!  &#8212; Ed.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8194;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;<i><b>I. &#8212; Publisher&#8217;s Sanctum.</b> Amateur Author discovered in consultation with Enterprising Publisher.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0017-novel-but-not-new-punch.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0017-novel-but-not-new-punch.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Apr 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>More Fun Flash to Come</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090401-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;There&#8217;ll be more flash when our full issue goes live tomorrow. (We publish on the first Tuesday or Thursday of the month.) In the meantime, you can still read our stories from the March issue, below, or check out our archives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090401-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Apr 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Flash Fiction of Milieu: What It&#8217;s Like Here</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090402-flash-fiction-milieu-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This is the first of four articles covering the MICE Quotient: Milieu, Idea, Character, and Event. Bruce discusses these elements (with a tip of the hat to Orson Scott Card) and goes into greater depth on <i>milieu</i>. His exemplar for the month is called, </i>&#8220;Unpleasant Features of Our New Address.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090402-flash-fiction-milieu-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
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<pubDate>2 Apr 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Music Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090301-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;March in, sit down, and enjoy&#8194;a&#8194;few&#8194;good&#8194;stories. Everything we offer involves music in some way: &#8220;Addiction&#8221; is about the music of the <i>sidhe</i>, &#8220;Gustav&#8217;s <i>Mars</i>&#8221; is about Holst&#8217;s famous composition (sort of), and &#8220;Trumpet Volunteer&#8221; is about divine music. Even Bruce Holland Rogers delivers a music-related story to exemplify his column about breaking the rules in short-short fiction. Finally, we have a Classic Flash from Lord Dunsany about the Blackbird&#8217;s song. Join us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090301-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Mar 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Addiction</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090301-addiction-ariella-adler.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I reached into my jacket pocket, cursing under my breath, and ordered another cup of coffee. We weren&#8217;t supposed to smoke in <i>Caf&#233; Blue Moon</i> and I wasn&#8217;t going to risk being asked to leave. My interest in the <i>sidhe</i> took priority over comfort. My impatience was an obstacle that I would stalwartly ignore. Annoyed, I tore up a paper napkin, meticulously ripping it into confetti-like shreds....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090301-addiction-ariella-adler.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
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<pubDate>1 Mar 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Gustav&#8217;s Mars</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090302-gustav_s-mars-emily-leverett.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I&#8217;ve never heard the end of Gustav Holst&#8217;s <i>Mars.</i> I came close, once, but then the world ended with the Martian invasion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you know that 70 years before they attacked &#8212; to the day &#8212; Orson Welles broadcasted <i>War of the Worlds</i>?...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The night the real invasion came, I went to a Halloween concert...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090302-gustav_s-mars-emily-leverett.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
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<pubDate>1 Mar 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Trumpet Volunteer</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090303-trumpet-volunteer-oscar-windsor-smith.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;In a dark universe strewn with worlds, in a dark world sprinkled with lands, in a land peppered with bright cities, in a shabby street, in one small room in a concrete tower layered with rooms, a stub of candle flickers and goes out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beyond the dark universe, watchers respond.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Who reported this one?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;The father.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090303-trumpet-volunteer-oscar-windsor-smith.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
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<pubDate>1 Mar 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Less Than The Rules Demand: Getting By On Attitude</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090302-less-than-the-rules-demand-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>In this issue, Bruce Holland Rogers breaks all the rules &#8212; and shows how you can, too. His intriguing story </i>&#8220;Baby, It Didn&#8217;t Have to Happen That Way&#8221;<i>, illustrates his point.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090302-less-than-the-rules-demand-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
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<pubDate>1 Mar 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Baby, It Didn&#8217;t Have to Happen This Way</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090304-baby-it-didnt-have-to-happen-this-way-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Money. That&#8217;s the thing Paola&#8217;s lover, Evan, is afraid of. He is always worried &#8212; it makes him physically ill &#8212; that there will be too much money. Her anxiety, on the other hand, is that in another year people will still fail to recognize her on the street, that she will still have to produce an ID to cash her checks. This is a very real possibility.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090304-baby-it-didnt-have-to-happen-this-way-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>1 Mar 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Song of the Blackbird</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0016-the-song-of-the-blackbird-lord-dunsany.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;As the poet passed the thorn-tree the blackbird sang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;How ever do you do it?&#8221; the poet said, for he knew bird language.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;It was like this,&#8221; said the blackbird. &#8220;It really was the most extraordinary thing. I made that song last Spring, it came to me all of a sudden. There was the most beautiful she-blackbird that the world has ever seen....&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0016-the-song-of-the-blackbird-lord-dunsany.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
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<pubDate>1 Mar 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>My Not-So-Funny Valentine</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Stories&#8194;of&#8194;love dominate the month, including the Classic Flash, but there&#8217;s nothing Harlequinesque about them. Bruce has a new column, too, and a poignant story to exemplify his point. Also a note on Bill Highsmith&#8217;s outstanding contribution to our blog, some thank-you&#8217;s to those who help keep us running, and a wrap-up of the Preditors &amp; Editors poll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>1 Feb 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Golden Pepper</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090201-golden-pepper-jay-lake.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Death came on black-feathered wings for a woman in Port Ruin. She was the wife of a simple man, no great magos, or strategos of the armies, but rather a reseller of spices traded from the sun-drenched south. Yet when Death arrived in the last minute of her life, he found the man standing before her bed, waiting for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090201-golden-pepper-jay-lake.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090201-golden-pepper-jay-lake.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Feb 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Scarecrow&#8217;s Inamorata</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090202-scarecrows-inamorata-robert-borski.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Yes, it&#8217;s true what the crows say. My heart is filled with straw, my brain is imminently combustible, and I hang from a gibbet in a field of green, like a criminal, legs broken and dangled beneath me. It is also not blood that animates me, but the wind, such brief motion being just enough to scare away all but the more brazen of birds....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090202-scarecrows-inamorata-robert-borski.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090202-scarecrows-inamorata-robert-borski.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Feb 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Universe Has It In For Harry</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090203-universe-has-it-in-for-harry-tony-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Harry and Sheryl passed each other on the stairs in the bed and breakfast. &#8220;I felt like I had known you all my life,&#8221; she told him later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Like we had grown up together in a small town. What are the odds?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;It happens to me all the time.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Falling in love in a bed and breakfast?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Letting good things happen...&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090203-universe-has-it-in-for-harry-tony-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090203-universe-has-it-in-for-harry-tony-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Feb 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Zoom! Writing A Lifetime In A Page Or Two</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090202-zoom-writing-lifetime-in-page-or-two-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>In this issue, Bruce Holland Rogers makes time fly by focusing on a lot of time in a small space. He uses a poignant 300-word story, </i>&#8220;Dinosaur&#8221;<i>, as an illustration.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090202-zoom-writing-lifetime-in-page-or-two-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090202-zoom-writing-lifetime-in-page-or-two-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Feb 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Dinosaur</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090204-dinosaur-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;When he was very young, he waved his arms, gnashed the teeth of his massive jaws, and tromped around the house so that the dishes trembled in the china cabinet. &#8220;Oh, for goodness sake,&#8221; his mother said. &#8220;You are <i>not</i> a dinosaur! You are a human being!&#8221; Since he was not a dinosaur, he thought for a time that he might be a pirate....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090204-dinosaur-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090204-dinosaur-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Feb 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Spring Idyll</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0015-a-spring-idyll-punch.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;If wound stripes were given to soldiers on becoming casualties to Cupid&#8217;s archery barrage, Ronnie Morgan&#8217;s sleeve would be stiff with gilt embroidery. The spring offensive claimed him as an early victim. When he became an extensive purchaser of drab segments of fossilized soap, bottles of sticky brilliantine with a chemical odour, and postcards worked with polychromatic silk, the billet began to make inquiries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0015-a-spring-idyll-punch.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0015-a-spring-idyll-punch.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Feb 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Fallen Angel</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090101-fallen-angel-mike-resnick.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;At 8:32 PM on June 16, 2024, Gerhardt Skarda conjured up Lucifuge Rofocale, one of the major demons of the Infernal Realm, and offered his soul in exchange for three wishes. He was granted, and received within 48 hours, irresistibility to beautiful women, the Chancellorship of Germany, and life everlasting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 11:54 PM on June 16, 2024...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090101-fallen-angel-mike-resnick.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090101-fallen-angel-mike-resnick.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Jan 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Flood of &#8217;09</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090102-flood-of-09-stefanie-freele.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;A few, the type who own rubber boots and full-body raingear, like Lawrence and John, stay. Hell, it&#8217;s the ten-year flood zone. They knew the bursting river would raise unlocked garage doors and set floatables free. Refrigerators tip, careen, and dump possessions. Anything wood floats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gary is dead in the hearse across the street...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090102-flood-of-09-stefanie-freele.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
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<pubDate>1 Jan 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>As Their Eyes Touched God</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090103-eyes-touched-god-robin-gillespie.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I heard Susan&#8217;s small sigh before she sat beside me, so I made room for her on the roof. A man behind us wept softly; she turned, giving him a small, encouraging smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Mister Valeda,&#8221; she muttered, when I didn&#8217;t check to see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;506?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She nodded. &#8220;His wife shot herself this afternoon.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090103-eyes-touched-god-robin-gillespie.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090103-eyes-touched-god-robin-gillespie.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Jan 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Estranged</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090104-estranged-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;After the divorce, my wife said she didn&#8217;t know who or what she wanted to be. When I heard that she had become a toaster, I felt vindicated. A toaster! Was that all she could be without me? And she wasn&#8217;t even good at it. She could only do two slices at a time, and they came out charred on one side and white on the other. Obviously, she was the one with inadequacies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090104-estranged-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20090104-estranged-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Jan 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>An Enigmatic Nature</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0014-an-enigmatic-nature-anton-chekhov.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;On the red velvet seat of a first-class railway carriage a pretty lady sits half reclining. An expensive fluffy fan trembles in her tightly closed fingers, a pince-nez keeps dropping off her pretty little nose, the brooch heaves and falls on her bosom, like a boat on the ocean. She is greatly agitated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the seat opposite sits the Provincial Secretary of Special Commissions, a budding young author...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0014-an-enigmatic-nature-anton-chekhov.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0014-an-enigmatic-nature-anton-chekhov.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Jan 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Vote in the Preditors &amp; Editors Poll!</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;There&#8217;s a lot to say about this issue, but first: The Preditors &amp; Editors Poll is up, and polling only runs for about two weeks, so <b>please go vote!</b> I&#8217;d be honored by Flash Fiction Online nominations in any of the appropriate categories: Fiction e-zine, Artist (for R.W. Ware, our artist-in-residence), Science Fiction &amp; Fantasy Short Story, Non-SF&amp;F Story, Non-fiction Article (for Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s &#8220;Short-short Sighted&#8221; column), Author, and, if I may not seem too immodest, Magazine / e-zine editor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Jan 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Get Unreal</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090102-get-unreal-expressionism-surrealism-magical-realism-fantasy-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;They say that truth is stranger than fiction, but they&#8217;re not talking about this sort of fiction. Bruce Holland Rogers covers some of the stranger styles of fiction &#8212; expressionism, surrealism, magical realism and fantasy &#8212; and shows how they can be useful in short-short stories. He offers his story &#8220;Estranged&#8221; as an example of expressionism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090102-get-unreal-expressionism-surrealism-magical-realism-fantasy-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20090102-get-unreal-expressionism-surrealism-magical-realism-fantasy-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Jan 2009 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Is &#8220;Paper Anniversary&#8221; Too Ironic For A Web Site?</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This is our first anniversary issue &#8212; lucky thirteen &#8212; and I&#8217;m happy to report a lot of great things going on here at Flash Fiction Online. Our very first story just won an award, we&#8217;ve started podcasting, we&#8217;ve nominated stories for the Pushcart Prize, and, of course, we have great new stories for the month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Nov 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Counting and Multiplying: The Birth and Evolution of the Three-Six-Nine</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081202-counting-and-multiplying-three-six-nine-369-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>The latest installment of Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s &#8220;Short-Short Sighted&#8221; column discusses the &#8220;369&#8221; &#8212; a form so rigid that one might wonder whether it can be effective. After reading this column, you&#8217;ll stop wondering.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081202-counting-and-multiplying-three-six-nine-369-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081202-counting-and-multiplying-three-six-nine-369-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Dec 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Shelter</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081201-shelter-lydia-ondrusek.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;My hands ache, ache, and when I look at them, I don&#8217;t remember them looking like this. Maybe it&#8217;s the skin, paper-dry and thin, like an old person&#8217;s. Do my hands look like this? I puddle cream in my palm and work it in, wringing my hands. Polishing them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scales. I should be doing scales, I think, and go for a cup of tea. The problem is, I don&#8217;t play the piano. And I don&#8217;t drink tea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081201-shelter-lydia-ondrusek.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081201-shelter-lydia-ondrusek.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Dec 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Normalized Death</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081202-normalized-death-sue-burke.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;There&#8217;s a sink and drinking glasses in Mom&#8217;s room. I know I should take the pills right away before she wakes up. Instead I stand in the doorway and stare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom looks bad. An oxygen tube loops under her nose, and her skin is puffed and grayish-yellow. An adhesive medical patch sends painkillers into her neck. Below the blanket, printed with a nice homey flower pattern, she wears adult diapers. Her body can no longer sustain itself. Time to go....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081202-normalized-death-sue-burke.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081202-normalized-death-sue-burke.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Dec 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Pocket Change</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081203-pocket-change-wade-rigney.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Joe Bastogne willed his leg not to bounce, as he watched his potential employer read his application. He knew the marks against him, but he said a silent prayer those faults would be overlooked. It was Christmas, after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Mr. Bastogne,&#8221; Mr. Westcott said, &#8220;it says here you were convicted of theft. That right?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joe&#8217;s throat constricted and his stomach roiled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081203-pocket-change-wade-rigney.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081203-pocket-change-wade-rigney.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Dec 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Earthmen Bearing Gifts</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0013-earthmen-bearing-gifts-fredric-brown.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Dhar Ry sat alone in his room, meditating. From outside the door he caught a thought wave equivalent to a knock, and, glancing at the door, he willed it to slide open.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It opened. &#8220;Enter, my friend,&#8221; he said. He could have projected the idea telepathically; but with only two persons present, speech was more polite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0013-earthmen-bearing-gifts-fredric-brown.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0013-earthmen-bearing-gifts-fredric-brown.html</guid>
<pubDate>2 Dec 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>An October Surprise</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Yes, I know we already published a Halloween story &#8212; &#8220;A Haunted House&#8221; by Virginia Woolf &#8212; but Mercedes M. Yardley&#8217;s &#8220;Ray the Vampire&#8221; seemed so perfect that we had to do another one. It&#8217;s a fun story and, of course, a quick read.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Normally we publish on the first Tuesday or Thursday of the month, so the rest of our November issue will go live on the 4th &#8212; Election Day! Print out the stories to read while you&#8217;re waiting in line.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081101-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Nov 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The End of the Year</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081103-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This issue marks the end of our first full year of publishing, and I give a few statistics in this article. I&#8217;m really proud of what we&#8217;ve accomplished. In addition, we have some great stories &#8212; haunting and compelling &#8212; and a new column by Bruce Holland Rogers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081103-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081103-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Nov 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Ray the Vampire</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081101-ray-the-vampire-mercedes-m-yardley.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The thing about Ray was his insatiable thirst for blood. He has read every self-help book out there, including the Bible (&#8220;It doesn&#8217;t burn like I thought it would&#8221;), and even got hypnotized &#8212; though he tried to bite the hypnotist. But his obsession got annoying. &#8220;You know what this popcorn needs? Blood.&#8221;&#8194;&#8220;Let&#8217;s go get a soda and a little blood.&#8221;&#8194;&#8220;Blood blood blood blood blood.&#8221; We all kept our pets away from Ray.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081101-ray-the-vampire-mercedes-m-yardley.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081101-ray-the-vampire-mercedes-m-yardley.html</guid>
<pubDate>31 Oct 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Scientific Method</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081102-scientific-method-amanda-yskamp.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The Colegio de Caribe was established for the foreign executives of Dole banana in Costa Rica to have a school for their kids, insulated from the locals. By the time my sister, Lis&#235;, and I joined the staff, it served the spoiled scions of the town&#8217;s doctors, lawyers, and business class.... What I saw repulsed me beyond anything I&#8217;d seen that whole year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081102-scientific-method-amanda-yskamp.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081102-scientific-method-amanda-yskamp.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Nov 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Cleansing</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081103-cleansing-suzanne-vincent.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Tom heaved Harold Tueller&#8217;s body overboard and gave it to the sea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He listened as Harold thudded against <i>Nautica&#8217;s</i> side then splashed into the waves below. <i>Nautica</i> creaked and groaned a eulogy. Tom bowed his head and let her speak, then said his Amens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first of the crew had died not two days out of Havana. A horrible death....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081103-cleansing-suzanne-vincent.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081103-cleansing-suzanne-vincent.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Nov 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Dead Boy At Your Window</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081104-dead-boy-at-your-window-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This story exemplifies Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s latest column on writing the short-short form, in which he discusses fairy tales.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081104-dead-boy-at-your-window-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fairytale</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081104-dead-boy-at-your-window-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Nov 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Once Upon A Time: Fairy Tales</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081102-once-upon-a-time-fairy-tales-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>The latest installment of Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s &#8220;Short-Short Sighted&#8221; column discusses fairy tales. His short-short story example, &#8220;The Dead Boy At Your Window,&#8221; is a haunting example &#8212; and winner of the Bram Stoker and the Pushcart Prize. Don&#8217;t miss it.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081102-once-upon-a-time-fairy-tales-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>shortshort</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081102-once-upon-a-time-fairy-tales-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Nov 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Little Fable</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0012-a-little-fable-franz-kafka.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>With election day approaching, I thought of &#8220;change,&#8221; which led to &#8220;Metamorphosis,&#8221; which led to Kafka. I offer this tiny classic &#8212; just 87 words in translation &#8212; in honor of election day. Interpret it as you will.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0012-a-little-fable-franz-kafka.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fable</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0012-a-little-fable-franz-kafka.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Nov 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Spinnerbait</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081001-spinnerbait-amy-treadwell.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Chance Johnson peered between the bushes at the hand-flapping mob of snot-green extraterrestrials pillaging his tackle box. While he&#8217;d gone to relieve his bladder on his favorite sumac, the little suckers from who-knows-where had claimed his stuff. They held up his jigs and lures like outsized earrings. One of them dropped his bobber on the ground and poked it with a stick. Two others had stink bait smeared on like war paint.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081001-spinnerbait-amy-treadwell.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081001-spinnerbait-amy-treadwell.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Oct 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Dani-Girl&#8217;s Guide to Getting Everything Right</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081002-dani-girls-guide-to-getting-everything-right-gay-degani.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The minute the nose of my Honda Civic points north on the 5, my hands begin to sweat, my breath goes shallow, and somewhere down in my lower intestinal tract I feel a rumbling similar to distant thunder, just not as pleasant. <i>Don&#8217;t Go Home</i> is the first cardinal rule in Dani-Girl&#8217;s Guide to Getting Everything Right, and after a lifetime in Lomita with my German-Irish father, Rule 1 is easy to follow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081002-dani-girls-guide-to-getting-everything-right-gay-degani.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081002-dani-girls-guide-to-getting-everything-right-gay-degani.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Oct 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Traveling by Petroglyph</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081003-traveling-by-petroglyph-ripley-patton.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;My beach is quiet. It is just me and the eagle&#8217;s screech, the limpet&#8217;s sip, the suck of the ocean upon the rocks. Behind me sits a fisherman&#8217;s boat on its side. There&#8217;s a gash in the hull that curves up, like a smile. I am utterly alone. It is Friday afternoon and the locals are either preparing their restaurants, shops, and art galleries for the onslaught, or they are hiding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081003-traveling-by-petroglyph-ripley-patton.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081003-traveling-by-petroglyph-ripley-patton.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Oct 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>What to Expect</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081004-what-to-expect-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This story exemplifies Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s latest column on writing the short-short form, in which he discusses using forms found &#8220;in the wild&#8221; as inspiration for stories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081004-what-to-expect-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>otherfiction</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20081004-what-to-expect-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Oct 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Haunted House</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0011-a-haunted-house-virginia-woolf.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Whatever hour you woke there was a door shunting. From room to room they went, hand in hand, lifting here, opening there, making sure &#8212; a ghostly couple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Here we left it,&#8221; she said. And he added, &#8220;Oh, but here too!&#8221;&#8194;&#8220;It&#8217;s upstairs,&#8221; she murmured. &#8220;And in the garden,&#8221; he whispered. &#8220;Quietly,&#8221; they said, &#8220;or we shall wake them.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0011-a-haunted-house-virginia-woolf.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>experimental</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0011-a-haunted-house-virginia-woolf.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Oct 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Ladies of October</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081001-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This is our first all-woman issue, even including (sort of) Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s writing column. In includes two very different speculative&#8194;fiction stories, one mainstream story, and one Halloween-themed Classic Flash. Join us in the Flash Forum or click the link to...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081001-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<title>Take a Letter...or a Fire Extinguisher</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081002-letter-or-fire-extinguisher-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>The latest installment of Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s &#8220;Short-Short Sighted&#8221; column discusses fixed forms found &#8220;in the wild,&#8221; in letters and travel guides and even fire extinguishers. His short-short story What to Expect is about pregnancy &#8212; and a little bit more.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20081002-letter-or-fire-extinguisher-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Oct 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080901-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;More great stories for you, whether you&#8217;re a grown man who&#8217;s been shaken up, a child dealing with her father, or a boy going a little bonkers. Or maybe you&#8217;re an ancient Greek being channeled by Edgar Allan Poe. And if you&#8217;re a writer, you can see how Bruce Holland Rogers uses rigidity to get creative.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080901-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Sep 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Beyond The Pale</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080901-beyond-the-pale-stephen-book.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I&#8217;ve seen a lot of dives in my line of work. Tonight&#8217;s bar was no different. The sign over the door identified the place as <i>Beyond The Pale,</i> and from the condition of the lounge it was clear this one lived up to its name. A dingy film covered the linoleum floor, giving it the color of bile.... But the d&#233;cor, or lack thereof, was of little concern. I needed a drink, and I needed it fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080901-beyond-the-pale-stephen-book.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Sep 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Just One Thing</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080902-just-one-thing-tess-almendarez-lojacono.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;You have to be the best in the world at something.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My father couldn&#8217;t have made his point any clearer if he&#8217;d spoken in all caps. Maybe he had.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I must have been about eleven, which would shuffle my brothers&#8217; and sisters&#8217; ages from thirteen for Maria, twelve for Joaquin, then myself &#8212; the bridge between older and younger &#8212; and so on to Bell, little Boo, and Miguelito, who was only ten months old....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080902-just-one-thing-tess-almendarez-lojacono.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>1 Sep 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Trick</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080903-trick-christof-whiteman.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;He just wants to go home. He just wants to go home. He just wants to go home, but he can&#8217;t go home so he bounces. <i>Boing.</i> Bounces to pass the time. If only he were a year older he could go to school and he wouldn&#8217;t need to be dropped off here. He wishes that were the case. Because Roger doesn&#8217;t yet know that schools can be much worse places.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080903-trick-christof-whiteman.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>1 Sep 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Shadow  &#8212;  A Parable</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0010-shadow-edgar-allan-poe.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Ye who read are still among the living; but I who write shall have long since gone my way into the region of shadows. For indeed strange things shall happen, and secret things be known, and many centuries shall pass away, ere these memorials be seen of men. And, when seen, there will be some to disbelieve, and some to doubt, and yet a few who will find much to ponder upon in the characters here graven with a stylus of iron.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0010-shadow-edgar-allan-poe.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Sep 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>One Loopy Sentence At A Time</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080902-one-loopy-sentence-at-a-time-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>The latest installment of Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s &#8220;Short-Short Sighted&#8221; column discusses fixed forms &#8212; using rigidity to inspire creativity. His 400-word story The House of Women serves as an example.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080902-one-loopy-sentence-at-a-time-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Sep 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The House of Women</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080904-house-of-women-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This story is an illustration of principles that the author, Bruce Holland Rogers, expounds upon in his column &#8220;One Loopy Sentence at a Time.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080904-house-of-women-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>1 Sep 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;Serious stories? Silly? Both? Yes &#8212; even out of this world. Plus flash writing tips. Plus Bruce writes by counting to three!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080801-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Aug 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Momentum, Disruption, and Proof of Deflection</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080802-momentum-disruption-proof-deflection-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>In the latest installment of his &#8220;Short-Short Sighted&#8221; column, Bruce Holland Rogers discusses a three-point structure for creating short-short stories: Momentum, Disruption, and Proof of Deflection. And he provides an extremely short story (238 words) called &#8220;Daddy&#8221; to show you how a master does it.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080802-momentum-disruption-proof-deflection-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Aug 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Writing Speculative Fiction for the Flash Fiction Market</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080803-writing-speculative-flash-fiction.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Suzanne Vincent gets practical on writing extremely short speculative fiction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080803-writing-speculative-flash-fiction.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>tips</category>
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<pubDate>1 Aug 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Stone The Crows</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;I&#8217;d just turned the key in the ignition when I saw the birds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They&#8217;d swooped past my car into the alley in front of the bank parking lot. When I looked up, I could see the pigeon on the ground, at the base of a brick building. It was in trouble, trying to get up onto a windowsill; flap as it would, it couldn&#8217;t get enough lift. One wing was hardly moving.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080801-stone-the-crows-elizabeth-creith.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>1 Aug 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Reverse Engineering</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080802-reverse-engineering-mark-cole.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Green metal beetles filled the sky. Electric death crackled off their deadly antennae and fell on the city below. It played up and down the crowded streets, shattering buildings, boiling asphalt, vaporizing cars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dull olive-drab shapes huddled against the crumbling remnants of a wall. One of the men cursed under his breath.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080802-reverse-engineering-mark-cole.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Aug 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>On The Road With Rutger</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080803-on-the-road-with-rutger-michael-kelly.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I&#8217;m spending my week off fighting traffic jams, three tightly compacted lanes each morning. I bought the convertible special for this week &#8212; traded in the Taurus for a shiny Mustang &#8212; and I&#8217;ve got the top down. A sparkly red car. The kind of car Rutger will notice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080803-on-the-road-with-rutger-michael-kelly.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>1 Aug 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The True History of the Hare and the Tortoise</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This Classic Flash from 1915 is, yes, the old tale, but retold with a political flair and a funny and cynical twist at the end &#8212; as good as any modern commentary might be.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0009-true-history-hare-tortoise-lord-dunsany.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fable</category>
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<pubDate>1 Aug 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Daddy</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080804-daddy-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This story is an illustration of principles that the author, Bruce Holland Rogers, expounds upon in his column &#8220;Momentum, Disruption, and Proof of Deflection: A Story in Three Steps.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peg said to me, &#8220;You&#8217;re sure you want to come? They don&#8217;t always know until the blood tests come back.&#8221; But I wanted to take the day off. This was an occasion. Besides, it was a beautiful day. There wasn&#8217;t a cloud in the sky. We took a streetcar, then walked two blocks....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080804-daddy-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
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<pubDate>1 Aug 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Gone</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080701-gone-jennifer-tatroe.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Things started disappearing on a Thursday. At first, it was only food. Angela left three cookies on a plate in the kitchen, but when she turned around, there were only two. She set a glass of soda on the coffee table, but when she left the room and came back, it was gone. She had no roommates, no friends to speak of, no pets &#8212; there was no one to blame...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080701-gone-jennifer-tatroe.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Jul 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Strive to be Happy</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080702-strive-to-be-happy-david-tallerman.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Stupid.&#8221; He took a moment to savor the word. &#8220;God, but you&#8217;re stupid.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She stared back mutely. That, at least, he didn&#8217;t blame her for: what could she say, after all? Any intrusion would only make things worse. He&#8217;d established the rules for this long ago, and she hadn&#8217;t fought back, which he considered as good as consenting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080702-strive-to-be-happy-david-tallerman.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>literary</category>
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<pubDate>1 Jul 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Longer View</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080703-longer-view-brenda-kalt.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The Chief Surgeon sat in a padded leather chair, and I sat in a hard plastic one. The wall vents behind him blew fresh, filtered air, which dissipated into wisps before it got to me. Even on the top floor of Darber Institute, stale air smelled of ammonia. I coughed. He didn&#8217;t.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At last he said, &#8220;Mr. Jones, dozens of faster-than-light candidates arrive at the Institute every year. . . .&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080703-longer-view-brenda-kalt.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
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<pubDate>1 Jul 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Fabulist&#8217;s Tale</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080702-fabulists-tale-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s &#8220;Short-Short Sighted&#8221; column this month is called <i>The Fabulist&#8217;s Tale</i>. In it, he discusses fables and gives us a story of his own as an example.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080702-fabulists-tale-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Jul 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Bullfrog and His Shadows</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080704-bullfrog-and-his-shadows-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This story is used by Bruce as an example of a fable in his column about fables as short-short stories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the middle of the day, the frogs held a council. &#8220;It&#8217;s unbearable,&#8221; said one. &#8220;The herons hunt us by day, and the raccoons prey on us at night.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Yes,&#8221; said another. &#8220;Either one is bad enough, but both herons and raccoons together mean that we never have a moment&#8217;s peace.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080704-bullfrog-and-his-shadows-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fable</category>
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<pubDate>1  2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>John Mortonson&#8217;s Funeral</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0008-john-mortonsons-funeral-ambrose-bierce.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;John Mortonson was dead: his lines in &#8220;the tragedy &#8216;Man&#8217;&#8221; had all been spoken and he had left the stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The body rested in a fine mahogany coffin fitted with a plate of glass.... At two o&#8217;clock of the afternoon the friends were to assemble to pay their last tribute of respect to one who had no further need of friends and respect....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0008-john-mortonsons-funeral-ambrose-bierce.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0008-john-mortonsons-funeral-ambrose-bierce.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Jul 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080701-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;It&#8217;s a super issue: Read one of our&#160;great&#160;stories, or learn how to write your own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080701-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>1 Jul 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>In This Issue</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080601-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;There&#8217;s something for everyone in this issue: boys at an abandoned mill, high-functioning robots, a little speculative non-fiction, and a classic. And if you&#8217;re a writer, you can see the first column in Bruce Holland Rogers&#8217;s new series about writing the short-short form. Read more!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080601-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>1 Jun 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Sad Girl</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080601-sad-girl-wade-rigney.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Donny Ray and Jim-Jim straddled their bikes on the bank of the stream and stared at the old Patterson Mill. Mr. Kent, the school janitor, had told them it had been haunted by a little girl named Sarah Tibbett since long about the 1920s. . . . Standing in the old mill&#8217;s shadows, Donny Ray could believe this was a place spirits dwelled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080601-sad-girl-wade-rigney.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
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<pubDate>1 Jun 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Copper Boss</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080602-copper-boss-william-highsmith.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Broken robutt,&#8221; Kent said. He picked through a bin of replacement body parts, but couldn&#8217;t find an exact fit. &#8220;Crap. I&#8217;ll get my butt kicked off, too, if this assembler&#8217;s not back on the line within the hour.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sarah rummaged through the manufacturing stock and found a curved copper part with about the same dimensions as the flat plate that Kent needed. &#8220;Can you make this work?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080602-copper-boss-william-highsmith.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
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<pubDate>1 Jun 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Hand of the Dead</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080602-hand-of-the-dead-dave-hoing.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>Dave Hoing, author of &#8220;Souls of the Harvest&#8221; from our February issue, sent me <i>The Hand of the Dead</i> with an odd explanation: &#8220;Although it&#8217;s short enough to qualify as flash, I&#8217;m not sure if it&#8217;s fictional enough to qualify as fiction.&#8221; Call it a </i>speculative essay<i>, if you like &#8212; it stems from his love of old books, and the legacy captured in the handwriting inside a 1792 bible.  &#8212; Ed.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080602-hand-of-the-dead-dave-hoing.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Jun 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>One Of These Days</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0007-one-of-these-days-gabriel-garcia-marquez.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Tell him I&#8217;m not here.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was polishing a gold tooth. He held it at arm&#8217;s length, and examined it with his eyes half closed. His son shouted again from the little waiting room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;He says you are, too, because he can hear you.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dentist kept examining the tooth. Only when he had put it on the table with the finished work did he say: &#8220;So much the better.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0007-one-of-these-days-gabriel-garcia-marquez.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Jun 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>You&#8217;ll Know It When You See It</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080603-youll-know-it-when-you-see-it-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Flash Fiction Online is extremely proud to welcome <b>Bruce Holland Rogers</b>, award-winning author and educator, as he begins his new column, entitled &#8220;Short-Short Sighted: Writing the Short-Short Story.&#8221; His first column frames the question that will lead us through the rest of his columns: What exactly is this short-short story thing that we keep talking about?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080603-youll-know-it-when-you-see-it-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Jun 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>May Flash May Entertain You</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080501-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Great stuff this month. Two-time Hugo nominee Bruce McAllister&#8217;s &#8220;Game&#8221;. New writer John Moran&#8217;s &#8220;Select Your Champions&#8221;. A bit of microfiction from Ron Richardson called &#8220;Bus Ride&#8221;. And a classic from H.P. Lovecraft called &#8220;Ex Oblivione&#8221;. Dive in!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080501-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 May 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Game</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080501-game-bruce-mcallister.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This game is called <i>Is Love Possible?</i> It&#8217;s a virtual game &#8212; real cutting-edge interface software &#8212; that (1) draws on your life, hopes, and fears; (2) may or may not, my therapist says, have any therapeutic benefits; and (3) costs over two grand with my therapist&#8217;s discount, and needs three more in hardware from Circuit City, Best Buy, wherever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Okay,&#8221; I say, to make him happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080501-game-bruce-mcallister.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 May 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Bus Ride</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080502-bus-ride-ron-richardson.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>I usually let the first part of a story draw in readers on their own. If I did that with Ron Richardson&#8217;s &#8220;Bus Ride&#8221;, it would probably use up half the word count &#8212; at 175 words, this is most likely the shortest story that Flash Fiction Online will ever publish. It rings true to me, too, having once served in the U.S. Marine Corps. So kick back and give it a read. I promise it won&#8217;t take very long.  &#8212; Ed.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080502-bus-ride-ron-richardson.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080502-bus-ride-ron-richardson.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 May 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Select Your Champions</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080503-select-your-champions-john-moran.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;So there we were: myself and Hannibal and Genghis Khan. Hannibal had the hill, while Genghis was sneaking round the rear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only for the lizard to call for another halt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;What is it now?&#8221; I shouted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The avatar appeared, all Greek robes and long flowing hair. He stood between me and the alien lizard and translated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;He thinks you should choose only from the last three hundred years.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080503-select-your-champions-john-moran.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 May 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Ex Oblivione</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0006-ex-oblivione-h-p-lovecraft.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;When the last days were upon me, and the ugly trifles of existence began to drive me to madness like the small drops of water that torturers let fall ceaselessly upon one spot of their victims body, I loved the irradiate refuge of sleep. In my dreams I found a little of the beauty I had vainly sought in life, and wandered through old gardens and enchanted woods....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0006-ex-oblivione-h-p-lovecraft.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0006-ex-oblivione-h-p-lovecraft.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 May 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>We&#8217;re Fools For April</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080401-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<b>Welcome!</b> Our April Fools issue gives you some of the crazy stories we get that are good, but a little more zany than we&#8217;d normally publish. Carl Frederick&#8217;s here &#8212; you may have read his stories in <i>Analog</i> &#8212; as is Kurt Bachard, and newcomer Dalton Keane. And if you haven&#8217;t groaned by the time you&#8217;re done with those, be sure to check out &#8220;Fast Living&#8221; by Hank Quense. (It&#8217;s a <i>Feghoot</i>, people. It&#8217;s supposed to be that way.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080401-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Apr 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Dyslexicon</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080401-dyslexicon-carl-frederick.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>We recognize that some who cope with dyslexia will think we&#8217;re making fun of them. Please read Carl&#8217;s forward.  &#8212; Ed.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;<b>Entry: </b>
<i>The DOG (Dyslexic Geek Organization): In these climes of specialized tubs, it snot atoll surprising there&#8217;s a club for...</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nate finished reading the entry, closed the Dyslexicon, and left the library with a growing realization that he must become a part of the DOG. This is his tale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080401-dyslexicon-carl-frederick.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080401-dyslexicon-carl-frederick.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Apr 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Call of the Wild, Line Three</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080402-call-of-the-wild-line-three-dalton-keane.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Savage, wild, the pack of Stockbrokers tracks its prey, loafers swishing in the shifting sands. For eight days they have been on the move without a kill. For eight days they have barely slept. Gray linen slacks keep them cool in the sweltering days, warm during the bone-chilling nights. Old tickertape streams from worn pockets and drifts to the sand, criss-crossing the terrain like icing on a fiery bun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080402-call-of-the-wild-line-three-dalton-keane.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>experimental</category>
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<pubDate>1 Apr 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Fast Living</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080403-fast-living-hank-quense.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;You both have a very rare condition,&#8221; the doctor said to my twin brother and me. &#8220;In fact, you two are the fourth and fifth cases ever recorded in the hundred years of Martian inhabitation. It might be caused by something in the well water that effects a small number of people.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Can you cure it?&#8221; Tommy asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080403-fast-living-hank-quense.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080403-fast-living-hank-quense.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Apr 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>How Not to Stage a Play...</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080404-how-not-to-stage-a-play-zombie-aftermath-kurt-bachard.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;It&#8217;s no joke trying to find performers for a stage play since the end of the world. Who&#8217;d want to be a casting director in the zombie aftermath?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We&#8217;re supposed to be putting on Macbeth at the Royal Theatre. Not my choice; gloomy bloody play if you ask me, but it&#8217;s still all the rage for the survivors. You&#8217;d think they would want something more upbeat after all that putrid resurrection hoo-hah. Personally, I think half of them are such gormless twits that nobody will notice the difference once they start to zombie, too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080404-how-not-to-stage-a-play-zombie-aftermath-kurt-bachard.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080404-how-not-to-stage-a-play-zombie-aftermath-kurt-bachard.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Apr 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Quiet, Please!</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0005-quiet-please-kevin-scott.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This is a quaint, odd science-fiction story from 1961 about a composer who goes off-world looking for peace and quiet. I&#8217;m still not sure what happened to his piano along the way, but regardless of the reason I&#8217;ll still feel less like the ugly American next time I travel to distant lands.  &#8212; Ed.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0005-quiet-please-kevin-scott.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>scifi</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0005-quiet-please-kevin-scott.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Apr 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Lucky Clover</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080304-lucky-clover-barbara-a-barnett.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Oh, for the love of...&#8221; Seamus shifted from foot to foot, one pudgy hand fingering the clover in his shirt pocket. The thought of using it sent his heart fluttering, but his fellow leprechauns were dying all around him, cut down by a swarm of chittering fairies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Aieeeee!&#8221; the winged pests cried as they flitted through the air, slashing with their sword-like wands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;You&#8217;re going to have to use it,&#8221; Seamus muttered to himself....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080304-lucky-clover-barbara-a-barnett.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080304-lucky-clover-barbara-a-barnett.html</guid>
<pubDate>15 Mar 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Small Suns and Cold Deserts</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080301-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;We have an intriguing set of flashes this month. Miracles are mundane, truth is strange, and hard topics are great reads. I discuss more in the full article. We also have our St. Patrick&#8217;s Day special, &#8220;Lucky Clover&#8221;. And don&#8217;t miss the interview with Eric Garcia, and the Classic Flash from Mark Twain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080301-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>1 Mar 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Interview with Eric</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080302-interview-with-eric-garcia.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Eric Garcia is a novelist and screenwriter who writes insane things. Interestingly, he seems to be able to make a living selling them. Nobody&#8217;s quite sure how this works.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080302-interview-with-eric-garcia.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>interview</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080302-interview-with-eric-garcia.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Mar 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Just Before Recess</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080301-just-before-recess-jim-van-pelt.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Parker kept a sun in his desk. He fed it gravel and twigs, and once his gum when it lost its flavor. The warm varnished desktop felt good against his forearms, and the desk&#8217;s toasty metal bottom kept the chill off his legs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today Mr. Earl was grading papers at the front of the class, every once in a while glancing up at the 3rd graders to make sure none of them were talking or passing notes or looking out the window.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080301-just-before-recess-jim-van-pelt.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080301-just-before-recess-jim-van-pelt.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Mar 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Downstream From Divorce</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080302-downstream-from-divorce-glenn-lewis-gillette.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;<b>Act II:</b> A single eye stared back at me, its somberness swept by a long-lashed blink. On the top bunk, my step-son lay on his side, head sunk to his nose in a pillow, and watched me get ready to state my position. A comforter snugged up to his smooth jawline and humped over his slender shoulder as it spread over the bed and smoothed away the rest of his body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080302-downstream-from-divorce-glenn-lewis-gillette.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080302-downstream-from-divorce-glenn-lewis-gillette.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Mar 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>The Desert Cold</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080303-the-desert-cold-david-tallerman.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Everyone knows the great desert is hot by day and cold by night. But that heat and cold is something you must know to understand. The midday sun seems to burn through your eyelids, so that outside the shade you cannot escape it; it pricks at your skin like a thousand needles, and sweat offers no relief because you could never sweat enough. It is harsh and cruel, and without water and a good guide you will not live long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080303-the-desert-cold-david-tallerman.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080303-the-desert-cold-david-tallerman.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Mar 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>A Telephonic Conversation</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0004-a-telephonic-conversation-mark-twain.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Consider that a conversation by telephone &#8212; when you are simply sitting by and not taking any part in that conversation &#8212; is one of the solemnest curiosities of modern life. Yesterday I was writing a deep article on a sublime philosophical subject while such a conversation was going on in the room. I notice that one can always write best when somebody is talking through a telephone close by. Well, the thing began in this way...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0004-a-telephonic-conversation-mark-twain.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0004-a-telephonic-conversation-mark-twain.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Mar 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Pro Prose and New Names</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;This is a great month. Just go&#160;read&#160;new&#160;stories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Veteran Dave Hoing lets us see the &#8220;Souls of the Harvest.&#8221; We have two first-class first sales: &#8220;Apologies All Around&#8221; by Jeff Soesbe and &#8220;Masquerade at Well Country Camp&#8221; by Ann Pino. Our Classic Flash #3 is a science fiction story from 1962&#160; &#8212;  when communications were a little more primitive. And Bruce Holland Rogers discusses deadlines, genres, and the state of writing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080201-in-this-issue-jake-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>issue</category>
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<pubDate>1 Feb 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>An Interview with Bruce Holland Rogers</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080202-interview-with-bruce-holland-rogers.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Bruce Holland Rogers is an award-winning fiction writer and teacher, best known for his short  &#8212;  sometimes extremely short  &#8212;  fiction. Among many other places, his stories were included in both the original 1992 <i>Flash Fiction</i> anthology that coined the term and its 2006 follow-up, <i>Flash Fiction Forward</i>. <i>The Keyhole Opera</i>, a collection of his short stories, won the 2006 World Fantasy Award for best collection. He also wrote <i>Word Work: Surviving and Thriving As a Writer</i>, and is on the faculty of the Whidbey Writers Workshop MFA program. His &#8220;Reconstruction Work&#8221; appeared in Flash Fiction Online&#8217;s inaugural issue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though he bases himself in Eugene, Oregon, we caught up with him in London, where he&#8217;s living until July, 2008.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080202-interview-with-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>interview</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080202-interview-with-bruce-holland-rogers.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Feb 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Souls of the Harvest</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080201-souls-of-the-harvest-dave-hoing.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;You can&#8217;t harvest a crop without killing something. A combine ain&#8217;t particular, it cuts whatever&#8217;s in its path. There&#8217;s no malice in it, just a part of the season, like rain and heat. Food or nesting draws critters in, but come harvest the combine keeps rolling. Some run and live. Others don&#8217;t, and don&#8217;t.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080201-souls-of-the-harvest-dave-hoing.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>mainstream</category>
<guid>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080201-souls-of-the-harvest-dave-hoing.html</guid>
<pubDate>1 Feb 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Apologies All Around</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080202-apologies-all-around-jeff-soesbe.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Daddy!&#8221; Rachel shouted. &#8220;There&#8217;s a robot at the door.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Winston Sinclair hoped it wasn&#8217;t one of those sales bots. They were danged near impossible to get rid of. He picked up Rachel and raised the viewport she had used. The robot was three feet tall, grey, squat, plain-looking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Robot, what do you want?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080202-apologies-all-around-jeff-soesbe.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Masquerade at Well Country Camp</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;I lie on my cot, staring at the pine rafters. They treat us like children here, keeping us to a schedule, always requiring an afternoon nap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few cots over, Olive is coughing. Anyone would, with every window open and the dust blowing in. I wonder how much the doctors really know about our ailment. Dust makes us cough more, but still the windows must be kept open.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080203-masquerade-at-well-country-camp-ann-pino.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Untechnological Employment</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;<i>This story is from the November 1962 edition of </i>Analog Science Fact - Science Fiction<i>.</i>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;<i>It was written at a time when communication required much more effort, and this story is, as a result, a little bit difficult to read. Be prepared. But it pulled me along, and I hope it does you as well. Enjoy!  &#8212; Ed.</i>
<br />&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0003-untechnological-employment-e-m-clinton.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Allegory vs. Symbolism  &#8212;  What&#8217;s It All Mean?</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;In this article, Mark Freivald uses Boles&#322;aw Prus&#8217;s "Mold of the Earth" and other stories to discuss the difference between allegory and symbolism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080103-allegory-symbolism-mark-freivald.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>The Materialist</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;Dr. Albrecht woke from his afternoon nap to find himself on fire. At least, that&#8217;s how it felt: like someone had taken an acetylene torch and given his body a good talking-to. In the seconds it took him to wake, scream, and leap from the cot, tearing off his nightshirt and batting wildly at flames that, to his surprise, did not seem to exist, Albrecht came to the conclusion that the source of his agony went deeper than a bit of charred flesh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His reflection in the bathroom mirror gave him his first clue: his skin shimmered. . . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080101-the-materialist-eric-garcia.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>James Brown is Alive and Doing Laundry in South Lake Tahoe</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;Stu is driving to South Lake Tahoe to take his post-partum-strained woman to the snow, to take his nine-week-old infant through a storm, to take his neglected dog in a five hour car ride, and to take himself into his woman&#8217;s good graces. And he&#8217;s hungry. Even though Stu has considered, more than once, stopping the car on the whitened highway and plunging himself over a cliff so he could plop into a cozy pile of snow and hide until his wife is logical again or the baby is able to tend to itself, he&#8217;s not dressed warmly enough for months or years in a snowbank, he has no snacks in his jacket, and he must focus on The Family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080102-james-brown-laundry-lake-tahoe-stefanie-freele.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>The Human Clockwork</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;Every morning, the Human Clockwork arrived at the park promptly at 6:25. He&#8217;d set up his clock face behind his pedestal and then he&#8217;d arrange himself in front of it, and by 6:30 he&#8217;d have his arms just so, pointing straight at his feet. It was his duty to keep perfect time, and he never failed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But this morning, there was a woman in his spot when he arrived at the park. He blinked at her, as if blinking would make her disappear, but no matter how quickly he blinked, she was still there. In his spot. Immovable. Impossible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080103-human-clockwork-beth-wodzinski.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Speed Dating and Spirit Guides</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;&#8220;I can do this,&#8221; I told my squirrel. If Babycheeks &#8212; my totem and spirit-guide &#8212; answered, it was lost beneath the bar&#8217;s raucous gabble of small talk and pick-up lines.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A hostess with shiny teeth and a clipboard approached. &#8220;Are you here for Insta-Date?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Yeah.&#8221; My voice squeaked. &#8220;I pre-registered. Joseph Ahanu.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;That&#8217;s a pretty name. Hawaiian?&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Algonquin.&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&#8220;Go ahead and sit at table H. . .&#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20080104-speed-dating-spirit-guides-rod-santos.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Mold of the Earth</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;One time I happened to be in Pu&#322;awy with a certain botanist. We were seating ourselves by the Temple of the Sibyl on a bench next to a boulder grown over with mosses or molds which my learned companion had been studying for several years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I asked what he found of interest in examining the irregular splotches of beige, grey, green, yellow or red?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He looked at me distrustfully but, persuaded that he had before him an uninitiated person, he proceeded to explain.&#160;.&#160;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0002-mold-of-the-earth-boleslaw-prus.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Jan 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Flashes for a Happy New Year</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;Skip this and just&#160;read&#160;great&#160;new&#160;flashes, if you like. (If you want more detail than you get on this page, click here.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There&#8217;s something in this issue for everyone: Eric Garcia, author of the <i>Anonymous Rex</i> series, contributed a demented little ditty called "The Materialist", Stefanie Freele brings us down to earth with "James Brown is Alive and Doing Laundry in South Lake Tahoe", Beth Wodzinski takes us on a side trip with "The Human Clockwork", and Rod M. Santos gives us a delightful modern fantasy called "Speed Dating and Spirit Guides". And, of course, we&#8217;re still mining the archives of publicly accessible Classic Flashes: this month&#8217;s "Mold of the Earth", written by Boleslaw Prus and translated by Christopher Kasparek, comes from 1884.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for the writers among you, be sure to check out our interview with Liberty Hall founder Mike Munsil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy reading!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080101-jake-freivald-in-this-issue.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Jan 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Liberty Hall Writers: An Interview with Mike Munsil</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;This issue we sit back, spit on the mat, and talk to Mike Munsil. He&#8217;s founder and proprietor of Liberty Hall, talks about his writers&#8217; workshop and how it helps writers like this issue&#8217;s Beth Wodzinski and Rod M. Santos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20080102-interview-liberty-hall-mike-munsil.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Jan 2008 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Reconstruction Work</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;Next to the casket, I leaned on my cane and admired the work my brother practitioners had done on Elizabeth Fordham Roth. She had died at 80, but she did not look a day over 60 and might have only been sleeping. Physical reconstruction. Cosmetics. Those are the easier mortuary arts. It is the work of an afternoon to sew eyelids shut with invisible stitches, to close a slack jaw, to smooth out wrinkles and rouge pallid cheeks back to seeming life. My branch of the discipline is far more subtle and is never finished in a single afternoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20071201-reconstruction-work-bruce-holland-rogers.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Dec 2007 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>I Speak the Master&#8217;s Will</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;I&#8217;m in Hell. That must be what this is. I can&#8217;t fathom a god who would possibly interpret this as heaven, crammed in this damned steamer trunk; me and twenty three other Wayang Kulit shadow puppets, entombed with the smell of ox hide and musty bamboo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dream of a life before this one. A life in which I spoke a language other than the one the Master speaks for me. A life in which I could move my own vulgar arms, speak my own profane will, make my own damning decisions. I&#8217;ve been here so long I can&#8217;t remember what I did to deserve damnation, but a shadow of that life tells me I do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/f20071202-speak-masters-will-suzanne-vincent.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>fantasy</category>
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<pubDate>1 Dec 2007 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>What The Moon Brings</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;I hate the moon &#8212; I am afraid of it &#8212; for when it shines on certain scenes familiar and loved it sometimes makes them unfamiliar and hideous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was in the spectral summer when the moon shone down on the old garden where I wandered; the spectral summer of narcotic flowers and humid seas of foliage. . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/fpublic0001-h-p-lovecraft-what-the-moon-brings.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>horror</category>
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<pubDate>01 Dec 2007 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Our Inaugural Issue!</title>
<link>http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20071200-jake-freivald-in-this-issue.html</link>
<description>&lt;p&gt;You can skip the details and just&#160;read&#160;stories, of course!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But if you want to know what&#8217;s coming, here it is. We have stories by an established pro, Bruce Holland Rogers, as well as an up-and-comer named Suzanne Vincent. And a Classic Flash from H.P. Lovecraft rounds us out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can tell us what you think, too, on the Flash Forum. Log in and discuss the stories, or, if you&#8217;re a writer, discuss your own works in progress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of this means that this is your new source for quality flash fiction &#8212; complete stories at 1000 or fewer words &#8212; starting right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20071200-jake-freivald-in-this-issue.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>1 Dec 2007 00:00:01 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Don&#8217;t Miss It!</title>
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<description>&lt;p&gt;We&#8217;re sponsoring Liberty Hall&#8217;s end-of-year "flash challenge", and interviewing proprietor Mike Munsil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eric Garcia, the only guy I know who could pull off three complete novels about dinosaurs who disguise themselves as people, will provide us with a new story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus more classic flash, more great art, and more stuff that hasn&#8217;t even been thought of yet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashfictiononline.com/c20071201-jake-freivald-next-issue.html"&gt;Read more. . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>sneakpeek</category>
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