“Oh for Pete’s sake, Jory,” Andy groaned, watching the multi-colored candies spread across the kitchen floor. He sighed as the remaining pieces rattled and rolled under the refrigerator. The following silence? Continue reading
Carrot Ranch
WWJD?
“I want it!”
“You got it last Christmas. This one’s mine, Bitch!”
“Come and get it, Loser!” Continue reading
Sweet Memory
American tourists with roots in rolling mountains and cows mooing in Norwegian dialects, they assumed it was fine: drive up to the rural farm, request a tour. Continue reading
Pomegranate
The Huntress’ narrow prow cuts through darkness,
The only sound a plashing single paddle.
Destination known, she’s grateful to see nothing
Below the river’s surface. Continue reading
A Place Where Stories Begin
So, Charli Mills, over at Carrot Ranch, has challenged us to write a story, in exactly 99 words, that begins with “Once Upon a Time.” Or something from another culture or from our own pickled brains, that invites the reader to enter that space where stories begin. So, of course, I present to you three microflashes that I hope are fun.
Nope, Nu-uh
Once upon a time, in the before times when tigers smoked, and fish farted unicorns on black sandy beaches, before Noah built his ark and the Wright brothers flew their plane, an egg hatched. Continue reading



