Charlie put the cat down reluctantly and watched longingly as it wandered up to the door and through the cat flap its thoughtful owners had installed. She turned away and blinked in the bright sun. It was still cool, the first signs of Spring only just appearing and she wished that Summer felt closer. The … Continue reading Charlie
Tag: flash fiction
The Hill at Dawn
Here's the latest flash piece for my writers' group. I set the prompt this time, which was 'The Hill at Dawn'. I left it quite late to get started, so what I have is a little unpolished, but nevertheless, here it is. I hope you enjoy it. Today I have the power of a god. … Continue reading The Hill at Dawn
Agoge
This is the story of a boy. No. Start again. This is a story about blood and sweat and sand. It is a story about the way sunlight feels on your skin and the way water runs down you back when the wind shakes it from the trees. It’s a story about a boy who … Continue reading Agoge
Ghost Story
The second of the two stories from the last writer's meeting. This is the first of the two I wrote, feeling a little bit flippant about ghost stories, since horror isn't something I haven't really dabbled in. So I twisted the specification of a ghost story to a fantasy genre with a silly pun. Hope … Continue reading Ghost Story
Burleigh Hall
This is one of the two stories I wrote for my writer's group for our Hallowe'en session. I don't massively like horror so I found it hard to write anything at all, but hopefully this will be suitably chilling, even if it's several weeks too late. There'll be an update on all my writing and … Continue reading Burleigh Hall
Arriving Somewhere Unexpected
This is the piece I wrote for my writers' group's last meeting. Arriving Somewhere Unexpected ‘Excuse me, please.’ The man with the burgundy backpack couldn’t hear me over his headphones, which leaked a tinny tsk tsk into the carriage. The automatic door closed, pinning my arm to my ribs before it whined back open. ‘Excuse … Continue reading Arriving Somewhere Unexpected
What I Did On My Holiday
This is the short fiction piece I wrote for the Writers' Group that I talked about last week. The prompt was "What I Did On My Holiday" with a word limit of 500 words. Hope you enjoy it and Happy Friday! The flux drive thrummed as the cruiser powered over the grassland, away from the … Continue reading What I Did On My Holiday
Friday
Friday Becky’s eyes snapped open a few seconds before her alarm starting chirruping happily on the small table next to her bed. She raised a hand and silenced it. Instead of getting up straight away, she hovered for a moment on the edge of sleep, enjoying being snuggled beneath the covers and the warm sunlight … Continue reading Friday
Nick Palmer 