Tag: flash story

  • Opportunity

    I had never given myself the chance, the opportunity to be a good person.  And to me, being a good person also accompanied the idea that I would be authentic to myself.  Most of the time, I knew what I wanted, but didn’t know how to get to my end game.  Growing up, I had…

  • The Email

    Season 1. Episode 3. Here!

  • Asleep

    “I think I’d rather be asleep than be here.  At this party.  Why did I let you talk me into this?”  Mary slumped down on the couch as if she was really going to go to sleep.  At Jonathan’s house.  At 9 PM.  On a Saturday night.  I knew I had asked for it when…

  • Airport Mystery

    I saw the man run by me in a panic multiple times.  I felt like the only reason he passed me several times was the fact his plane had moved gates more than once.  But here he was behind me in line – sweating and wide eyed – on a flight that had never moved…

  • Generous and Stupid

    “She was both generous and stupid.  Willing to learn, but unwilling to listen.  Political, but didn’t debate,” I listened to the woman in the seat beside me practice her speech under her breath.  I wondered if she was practicing a eulogy and who the eulogy was possibly for.  As she continued with her preparations, I…

  • Ski Chalet

    I had always wanted to stay in a posh ski chalet.  I wanted to be able to ski in and ski out of my own chalet just so I could say that I did it.  That I had stayed not in a hotel on a mountain, but a chalet.  I just wanted to ski in…

  • The Gravestone

    Everything changed the day I found my name and birthdate on the gravestone.  As I stared at the marker, I could feel the bile rise from my stomach.  Everyone knew I came to this cemetery to take photos for my photography profile. But who would go to this extent to put my name, birthdate and…

  • Gossips

    I didn’t quite know what I had gotten myself into when I moved to Jones.  I did like the appeal of a small town, but was beginning to regret my decision.  The gossip of living in a small town was something I had anticipated, but not to the extent I found.  Every time I walked into…

  • The Bad Idea

    Here’s my first attempt at a podcast of my short stories!

  • Kidnapping

    He crept up on me like a ghost.  I never saw him and I didn’t hear him until it was too late.  Now I was stuck and didn’t know if I could get out of this situation easily. And I really wanted out. Mainly because he wasn’t talking. I knew he was shy, but he…