He came at midday, raw fingers and knuckles leaving bloody specks on the stone as he climbed the height of the rock to reach the abbey…
I woke up dead, the colour removed from the world.
The exorcist arrived two hours late.
“You know how they are,” Josephine said, wiping her hands on her apron. “And they don’t care about what happens in the small towns.”
“The Angel’s Laugh” is a flash piece I wrote a while ago, inspired by another prompt (of which I cannot yet speak). The story, I felt, did not quite work for that prompt, but I still wanted to write it. If you haven’t yet… Continue Reading “Behind the scenes fiction: The Angel’s Laugh”
My friends and I always sat in the shade of the stone angel during the summer. Every day the talk would turn to what could possibly be beyond the arch if it should actually open like the old wives’ tales said – if the… Continue Reading “Flash Fiction: The Angel’s Laugh”
If you haven’t read “Scorched Earth” on my Patreon page, you can read it below. The ‘behind the scenes’ starts after the story. Scorched Earth I watched as smoke from the burning farmhouse furled into the sky. Arguing voices pulled me away from the… Continue Reading “Fiction and behind the scenes: Scorched Earth”
Written for Microcosms, my prompts for the week were “ordinary person”, “airplane” and “sci-fi/fantasy”. A Taste of Peace It was as close to the aliens that I had ever been and I sighed inwardly as I saw that my window seat with the extra… Continue Reading “Flash Fiction: A Taste of Peace”
Written for last week’s Microcosms, my prompts were “news reporter”, “battlefield” and “sci-fi”. Babylon “We can’t broadcast this.” The suited man stared in disgust at the reporter’s footage of the aftermath of one of the battles on Babylon. The reporter’s red-rimmed eyes stared at… Continue Reading “Flash Fiction: Babylon”
Written for Microcosms, my prompts were “tea-lover”, “restaurant” and “memoir”. 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,… Continue Reading “Flash Fiction: A Cup of Tea”
Written for Microcosms, “Blood and Tears” received an honourable mention. The prompts were “guard”, “exhibition hall”, and “crime”. Blood and Tears They had always said that my blood wasn’t pure enough to work here, that the gods would take vengeance for having their holy… Continue Reading “Behind the Fiction: Blood and Tears”