Category: Flash Fiction

Flash Fiction: The House with the Blue Roof

This is the first story that I’ve written that will make up part of the collection titled “Where the Stars Used to Sing”.

The COVID-19 Lockdown Chronicles — Day 1, 27 March 2020

Well, here we are on day 1 of the 21-day lockdown of South Africa because of COVID-19. It is also the day of the first two deaths from this illness. For a few weeks now, the inevitable creep of the illness and then arrival… Continue Reading “The COVID-19 Lockdown Chronicles — Day 1, 27 March 2020”

Flash Fiction: A Cup of Tea

I stare at the tea menu. Darjeeling or Assam? Perhaps white tea. Green tea. Oolong? I go back to the Darjeeling, then smile at the waitress and order. At least, I hope it was a smile and not a grimace. It’s difficult to smile… Continue Reading “Flash Fiction: A Cup of Tea”

Flash Fiction: The Souls of Trees

I wrote this one a few years ago, but I really want to return to this world for a short story… The Souls of Trees The buyers stared at the last of the acorns enclosed in the pen. Rising from each was a wispy,… Continue Reading “Flash Fiction: The Souls of Trees”

Micro Fiction: We sat on the bench outside the oncology ward

We sat on the bench outside the oncology ward. The sun was bright and the sky clear. Roses were blooming in the prayer garden. We laughed and talked as if we were carefree. You got up to go; left me behind with a hug… Continue Reading “Micro Fiction: We sat on the bench outside the oncology ward”

Flash Fiction: Beacon

Grandmother always told me that our light shop was a beacon that would one day lead all our loved ones back to us. The elderly and children were all who were left in the communities after the ships came and needed people to work… Continue Reading “Flash Fiction: Beacon”

Flash Fiction: And the Shadows Danced

I wrote “And the Shadows Danced” a while ago, forgot about it, and found it again while sorting out some files. I would actually like to write another story in this world… And the Shadows Danced The fire dancers were preparing for the midsummer… Continue Reading “Flash Fiction: And the Shadows Danced”

Getting Back Into the Swing of Things

It actually feels great to be getting back into the swing of things, especially writing-wise. Though I can feel the remnants of the anaemia still, I am doing so much better. And writing at a proper pace again, which is — to say the… Continue Reading “Getting Back Into the Swing of Things”

Flash Fiction: The whispers of forgotten phone calls

The whispers of forgotten phone calls made his skin crawl as he unloaded the last telephone box. He looked around the phone box graveyard. Many felt that some needed to be preserved. He pressed his hand against one of the boxes, remembering all the… Continue Reading “Flash Fiction: The whispers of forgotten phone calls”

Behind the Fiction: White Horses

If you missed the flash fiction story “White Horses” last week, you can read it below before I get to what happened behind the scenes while writing it. White Horses Lenie gazed at the waves and imagined Adriaan beside her. In one hand she… Continue Reading “Behind the Fiction: White Horses”