This flash was inspired by the very lovely Eric J. Krause‘s prompt over on his blog. This week, his prompt was “Time stands still for everyone but you”. Also, the impossibly brilliant Carrie Clevenger of Mindspeak requested more steampunk, so what better than to revisit the first incarnation of Vertigo City? Enjoy a new story […]
Flash Fiction
Parrots and Piracy
Friday marked the fourth flash adventure of Captain Scarlight and his telepathic parrot, Methuselah. A couple of people have asked me if I intend to turn their tales into a serial, and in a word, the answer is no. I already have my serial project in the form of my (occasionally “too-big-for-me”) project, Tales from […]
Friday Flash – Not For Sale
Yes, Captain Scarlight and Methuselah have decided to take over my blog again. This particular flash was inspired by this week’s writing prompt by Eric J. Krause – “A strange website promises something (good fortune? Unending power? Never-ending riches?)”. No, the Captain doesn’t have Internet access, but it was still an inspirational prompt… * * […]
Friday Flash – Captain Karaoke
Here’s my attempt for this week’s Fiction Friday challenge on the Write Anything blog, also submitted to the Friday Flash collection. Prompt #169 was; The note taped to the door said: See you at Wild Notes Karaoke Bar. “Well I don’t know about you, Thusie, but I’ve had a damn good night,” said Captain Scarlight. […]
Friday Flash – Free
Teva scraped another line into the tally on her wall. One thousand, one hundred and seventy four scratches marked the small patch of soft chalk in the granite wall. She rocked back onto her heels. The guard would come in ten minutes time. She hauled herself onto the hard mattress in the corner. A rusted […]
Friday Flash – A Black Night in the Churchyard
A small rock scuttled across the medieval stones. A fox looked up from his foraging near the gate. His amber eyes saw the Black Knight sitting on a low tomb. The knight kicked his feet against the faded inscription, and fiddled with his gauntlets. He cast his gaze around the lurching gravestones. He no longer […]
