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Category Archives: Friday flash fiction
You don’t know me yet but we’re very alike. Like two peas in a pod, your friends would say, if they knew me. They don’t exactly know me. Not yet. You haven’t really noticed me hanging around. I’m not surprised. … Continue reading
It takes an army of monsters to bring down Francesca Kincaid. The handful of survivors drag her, beaten to within an inch of her unwoken life, to their leader. “Coordinator Jasper,” says one through swollen lips and cracked teeth, “we’ve … Continue reading
Do you remember where you were the first time I wrote you a sonnet? It was a glade of whispering grass, where the wind drifted lazily and sleepy shepherds tended to their listless flocks. You could never resist an idyllic … Continue reading
Most ghosts cannot be captured on film; there are exceptions. I refer, of course, to the posthumous career of the late Delilah Hargreaves. Hargreaves first came to notice as the scene-stealing maidservant Irma Grace in Songs of Revolution (1954), a … Continue reading
Tock Tock touches the glass face of the old-fashioned alarm clock, which is the timing mechanism on Doctor Ontological’s abstraction bomb. The Doc may be a genocidal mad scientist, but he certainly has a classical style. Its examination complete, Tock … Continue reading