Very short story #8
Sometimes being the bravest isn’t the best thing. (Even though there are plenty of other times when being bravest is best. But not in this case)
Tag Archives: flash fiction
The Mistletoe Gatherer Who had Never Been Kissed
Very short story #7
The Christmas Hat
A very short story for Christmas Day.
Father Christmas
A very short story for Christmas
My True Love, the Baker
I never thought that I would fall in love with the baker. People said I was only with him for his bread. So I burned his shop down, knowing I would still love him, and that in doing so I could prove my love to the doubters. I stood there alongside him, watching his bakeryContinueContinue reading “My True Love, the Baker”
The CHASE
Just days after watching Bullitt, blow me down, I was involved in a car chase of my own. Completely unsuspecting of what was to come, it began as soon as I backed out of my space in the big Sainsbury’s car park. The Micra was on me right away, clinging to my tail as we slicedContinueContinue reading “The CHASE”
Kiss Me Eat Me
Your beauty! To look into your eyes, like darkened glass. The fire inside, a warmth not dampened by the cold white light. My breath will not come as you lean over me. I cannot breathe, and find that I don’t need to. That it should end this way, I could not be happier. I alwaysContinueContinue reading “Kiss Me Eat Me”
The Last Man on Earth
If I was the last man on Earth and I was looking for you, would you want to be found if you knew I was looking for you? I would be wearing my t-shirt with LOVE’S HOPELESSNESS written on it. And I’ll have biscuits. vss #1 Sign up to receive all new posts straight toContinueContinue reading “The Last Man on Earth”
Phillip Drown 