I’ve said before that themes seem to suggest themselves with many issues. In this case, it’s the authors who are similar rather than the stories: They’ve all been published in Flash Fiction Online before. In March, we published Andrew Gudgel’s “On Green Hills”. This month, he brings you “Tags”. The only way I can think […]
“Dini went three minutes thirty-two seconds before she couldn’t take it anymore,” Mel said, staring at me. “You think you can beat her, April?” It wasn’t a question; it was a challenge. Mel was my best friend. But last week she’d uploaded a vidbit of her brother snorking milk out his nose, and it went […]
Amy never relaxes until the third song, imagining everyone’s staring at her hands. But when she sings Styx and Stones, the music takes her places where, even if they are, she doesn’t care. So large as to be almost grotesque, her hands allow her to play a Martin Dreadnaught and to hold a man so […]
This is an unusual column for Bruce, dealing with the writing life rather than specific techniques and forms. If you’d like to read his previous columns, you can find a complete list on his author page. This month, I want to take a break from examining the forms of flash fiction and consider another aspect […]
I was walking through the mall when I saw a kiosk that claimed to be selling time. And I don’t mean in a “buy some labor-saving device” kind of way. I mean, little white boxes each labeled 10 minutes. I stopped and picked one up. The act of holding the box made me feel strange. […]
Punch, November 11, 1941 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 […]
