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Flash Fiction: The Attraction Was Not There

06/29/2023

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Flash Fiction: Beyond Teenage Angst

06/04/2023

Flash Fiction, Writing

How funny I wrote this a while back. It was in 2021. I was going to include it into a short story or novella of some kind. I guess for now it will hang out as flash fiction. Enjoy. This whole thing started with the never-ending mint in his mouth and the theme song to
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Flash Fiction: System Flaw (Dysphoria #10) by DH Keeth

03/31/2023

Flash Fiction, Writers, Writing

I ditched my second novel idea (although I’m coming back to it eventually) and working on another novel idea that is radically different from my first novel. In the meantime, here is a flash fiction story not written by me but well worth the short read. ************************************************************************************************************** C: \> System Boot C: \> System Check
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Flash Fiction: Put Some Courtesy in That, Please!

03/20/2023

Flash Fiction, Writing

I’ve struggled too much trying to write my second novel. I think I’m going to honor my yearning and vision inside of me and start writing a different kind of novel. It’s a different kind of idea I’ve had rummaging around my brain for some time. The idea is nothing new, but I’m sick of
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Flash Fiction: The Door

02/04/2023

Flash Fiction, Writing

This is based on a few dreams I had and my thoughts about reincarnation. I have wandered these halls, back and forth, for hours, not sure what door to open next. I have been roaming these white halls as if was some kind of punishment for what I have done in past lives. All the
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Flash Fiction: When They Die In the Silence

11/20/2022

Flash Fiction, Writing

When they try to run me off the road, my car inches over and the edge next to the cliff, far down, gets closer and closer. I dare not peek anymore. I know I’m not closer to my death because I don’t fear death the way others do. I am not afraid to die because
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Flash Fiction: Back Up the Truck

10/30/2022

Flash Fiction, Writing

I’m not even touching my second novel until the new year so enjoy this FF because it’s based on a dream I recently had, which seems to be my inspiration lately because I’m not getting it anywhere else. As I watched from a distance the long semitruck back up within a tight space, I was
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Flash Fiction: Getting the Message

09/25/2022

Flash Fiction, Writing

I thought of this idea as a short story or something I’d like to incorporate into a novel idea. I’ve been floating this around my head for some time and while it never really came out the way I liked on paper, one that made it understandable, I decided to post it anyway. It’s sort
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Flash Fiction: The Beginnings

08/22/2022

Flash Fiction

(I wrote this after watching the first episode of House of the Dragon and seriously want to begin my trilogy series or at least make it into one big book but first I have to finish my second novel idea). In the stillness of the day, I sit hunched forward on my wooden chair. I’m
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Flash Fiction: The Evolution of Me

07/17/2022

Flash Fiction

(For a while now, I’ve wanted to write a novella about the journey of a person’s view of her or his evolution when it deals with gender, sexuality, and growing up. I still want to write a novel about the circus life that is centered around a character, a freak if you will in being
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Flash Fiction: The Point Is

04/23/2022

Flash Fiction

The miscommunication was there. I had told him several times, to be exact, about four. It was four times I told him not to go in there, don’t go into that place where she visits, you don’t belong there in any way. What did he do the following night? The fucker went in there with
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Flash Fiction: Birthday Gift

03/13/2022

Flash Fiction, Writing

You’re right. I could’ve used my own pen and paper. Me not sending her this could’ve stopped all the heartache Eleanor would experience on her birthday. I don’t blame her. She couldn’t have known my letter would send her into a tailspin but without an airplane. This unfortunate event happened twenty years from the day
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Flash Fiction: The Collector

02/20/2022

Flash Fiction

This is based on a recent dream I had which actually was from last night but who’s counting. I entered the room and realized it was a deep room, spacious and long with no decorations. There should be no decorations in a room like this because this was a sterile type of setting without syringes
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