microfiction

Short, fictional writings of five hundred words or less. Just for fun.

Jul 26, 2020

[#microfiction] - Week 30

[#microfiction] - Week 30

Lately she had been thinking about how it would be only a few years before he left home. It made everything he did or said these days seem interesting and important.

Jul 12, 2020

[#microfiction] - Week 28

[#microfiction] - Week 28

They all seemed busy, preoccupied. But he knew they were watching him. Without a moment's notice any one of them could turn and attack.

Jun 6, 2020

[#microfiction] - Week 23

[#microfiction] - Week 23

He looked up from his book, frowning at me as though I'd just appeared out of thin air. "What are you saying?" he asked, annoyed at the interruption. I stared back momentarily, making

May 16, 2020

[#microfiction] - Week 20

[#microfiction] - Week 20

“How are you today, young lady?” Mr. Sanford’s round and jolly face crested over the countertop like the full moon, craning to see her. Tearing her eyes away from the glass case

Apr 26, 2020

[#microfiction] - Week 17

[#microfiction] - Week 17

The carpet was the color of sand and a sky that she'd not seen but a lifetime ago. The children squealed and rolled about on it's plush surface. Adults sat around it in

Apr 19, 2020

[#microfiction] Week 16

[#microfiction] Week 16

Her eyes opened wide just after 3 am, heart racing before she could even blink once into the darkness. The sound of the old gate creaking open, the low purr of the engine and the gentle crush of gravel under the tires were a cocktail of sounds she’d been waiting for.

Apr 5, 2020

[#microfiction] Week 14

[#microfiction] Week 14

Lush and green were the hills. Finally. After what felt like an eternity of winter. And not just any winter. The bitterest, most unforgiving season of cruel ice and winds that cut like