Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 36 2012 was the year he’d made all the bold changes. Unfortunately, he had never been a bold, big change kind of guy. They were all formed in some romanticized notion of how life would be there, in the non-denominational spiritual retreat center. He couldn’t envision it without imagining… Continue reading Nebraska
Category: weird fiction
Brittany
Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 34 My alarm goes off, but it’s different this morning. It’s not coming from my trusted android; it’s coming from an alarmingly bedazzled iPhone X with a Hello Kitty phone cover. Oh no, it’s happened again. I throw back the quilt, get to my feet. My body feels lighter,… Continue reading Brittany
Doppelgänger
Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 33 The driver behind me tries to make it seem they aren’t following me, but they fail in achieving that goal. For an instant, I had thought to turn left. I was in the turn lane, but then I remembered the veterinarian’s office would already be closed for the… Continue reading Doppelgänger
No Reflection
Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 32 I get up at my usual time, stumble to the bathroom, relieve my bladder, and flush. All my actions are on auto-pilot. I reach the vanity to wash my hands, but something is wrong. But it’s an illusion so perfect I don’t notice it at first. When I… Continue reading No Reflection
In the Woods
FLASH Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 30 Where am I? I take a step and nearly stumble in the dark. The ground is uneven here. I’m outside; that much is obvious. I hear things scurrying about unseen. Bugs, darkness, and animal sounds, I hate all of this! How did I even get here? I’m not… Continue reading In the Woods
Esmeralda
FLASH Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 29 “You can have your money back; just please go,” the psychic says to me. Madame Esmeralda is more window dressing than even cynical ole me was expecting. Still, I wanted answers, so I was ready to try anything when I arrived here at their modest-sized storefront in North… Continue reading Esmeralda
Mr. Morelli’s Upstairs Neighbors
“You would think someone had died!” Mr. Morelli huffs in frustration. His upstairs neighbors are at it again today! Every day it was the same; yelling, crying, and moaning. Get a grip! Some of us are trying to enjoy our retirement down here! He pounds on his low ceiling. The pounds never seem to do… Continue reading Mr. Morelli’s Upstairs Neighbors
The Second Door
Occasionally the god idly thinks that it might be next. Though what the god meant by next, they could not say. Exhaling, the god sinks into the pose; the god’s body is a cacophony of pain; a quilt work of suffering, angst, and despair. People think being a god is easy, that you are omnipotent,… Continue reading The Second Door
Prometheus 21 (a dream)
Early in the Prometheus 21’s mission, before his ‘accident,’ Jones had made a fuss, asking questions about exposure levels and radiation poisoning. Then Jones lost his right arm on one of the larger exterior service armatures and bleed to death in space. After that no one asked any more questions about radiation levels. We aren’t… Continue reading Prometheus 21 (a dream)
By the Red Chair
“The fabric on that chair is red and blotchy,” I say. She ignores me of course. She’s ignored me since I first kneeled down here at her feet I don’t know how long ago. It’s been a while I’m certain of that much. It feels like hours, maybe longer. The whole time she’s has cried.… Continue reading By the Red Chair
Charlie Bennett
Jill and Patrick feel that Elisa has been been making good progress under Dr. Steinway and, concerned that news of his accidental death might mean a setback in that progress, they are sitting on the couch in the living room, waiting for their daughter to get home from school. They will break the news of… Continue reading Charlie Bennett
Red or Black
(a dream) Which is negative, red or black? Had they actually asked him that? The twine is already starting to cut off the circulation and feeling in his hands and so Stephen isn’t sure. He hasn’t been sure of anything, not since Prague. I hope they didn’t grab her. The dark olive uniformed men (who… Continue reading Red or Black
A Cup of Joe
“I’m telling you, you’re seeing things! There’s nothing there! Just let it go already,” Terry says to me as she turns her attention back to her phone. “But I saw something, I know I did!” I say as I slowly pour the milk from my new coffee mug back into a tumbler. “Watch please.” I… Continue reading A Cup of Joe
The Wave Buddy 1000
“WHAT’S this? ‘The Wave Buddy 1000?’” he reads from the empty box on the kitchen island. Did you buy more stuff we don’t need?” he says. He picks up the gadget’s thin instruction manual and begins to skim it. She’s rooting around in the refrigerator. The gadget, sitting on the kitchen island, is a fine… Continue reading The Wave Buddy 1000
