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“Another p-pancake, sweetheart?” Jordan swallowed against the lump in his throat and eked out a smile. “No thank you, um…mother.” “Y-you...

“Come on, Lettie. It’s getting dark. The Wisps will be out soon.” Emerson looked around the thick forest, her blue eyes wide. “Stop with...

The alarm yanked Ruby from her half-dream, not that she had gotten much sleep anyway. She rubbed her eyes and charged like a mad bull up...

“Jen!” I gasp, eyes now open as I sit up in bed. The spot beside me is empty. Where is my husband? Chilly air clings to my skin as I slip...

Jill wiped the windshield of condensation. A chill buzzed across her skin. How could it be both cold and humid? She shook her head and...

A police radio crackles to life as the paramedic dabs antiseptic on my bloody forehead. Lights from the cruiser outside flash through my...

The cat needed food. Joanie groaned and looked at the clock beside her bed. One thirty-two A.M. Fantastic. She crawled out of the sheets...

Happy Birthday to me! *Blows out candles and grabs a present* Last year I challenged my readers to write a Flash Fiction story in honor...

Sweat drips down my back. The day is unusually warm for the autumn equinox. “How much farther?” I say to my father. There are eighty of...

Hey guys! I meant to post this yesterday but, erm…forgot. *wink* So here it is! My most recent blog post for the AlmostAnAuthor website!...

“You’re going back to the 1939 World’s Fair in New York.” Harry pushed a few buttons on the control panel before turning to Jim and Ann....

Dan rubbed the hood of his brand new, cherry colored Chevy Corvette Stringray with a clean cloth, then stepped back to admire it. His...

The neighbors were moving. Eleven year-old Danny kicked a stone along the sidewalk. He squinted against the sun and watched men move...

“The Sock Monster was at it again.” Susan placed a pile of folded laundry on her son’s twin bed, a set of mismatched socks right on top....

Five hours. If I fall asleep now I can still get five hours sleep. Rhonda rolled over in her bed with a grunt, her pillow tossed over her...

No Trespassing. Mary Ann read the words allowed as she and her three friends stood on the sidewalk outside the abandoned, dilapidated...

Hey folks!! Happy news! A Flash Fiction story I wrote for SlasherMonsterMagazine went live last week. You can check it out here....

The already cramped doctor’s office is packed. Seriously? I check in and grab a seat near the window. A copy of In Style magazine with an...

Anya slid her fingers through Fabio’s thick curls, marveled at his broad chest. How had it only been twenty-four hours? The love of her...

The GPS was dead. There was no cell service, either. Fifteen miles had passed without any connection with the world. “Think we’ll find a...