More from the Dinner Party... The morning started out cold. A thin sheen of sparkling rime coated the corners of the oriel window panes. The soft mauve sky was brightening to a clear azure. Frozen dew on the lawn, looking like a fine dusting of caster sugar, was already beginning to melt. Arcs of ice … Continue reading Lost love
Category: Flash Fiction
The great Outside
“You calling me an idiot?” Issy hissed. “Are you impugning my authority on this?” Mia sat down and breathed a heavy sigh. Sayuki rolled her eyes as only a teenager can. “Your histrionics are unnecessary, no one is arguing with you over your superior knowledge” Mia said, “but you’re not the only one who’s gone … Continue reading The great Outside
Final beginning
Driving in the early morning fog, her car headlights barely cut through the murky dawn. Laurel packed her car tight with everything she owned, yet it was still a meager accounting of her life. There was no destination, all Laurel wanted was to get out of town. Laurel’s entire life was a series of new … Continue reading Final beginning
A ship’s bell
Bells are ringing, each toll like a death knell to my spirit. It’s traditional for the town bells to sound when there is good news to celebrate. The fleet returns, and the pealing began when the first sail was sighted. I knew before the last of the fleet docked in port that one ship was … Continue reading A ship’s bell
Broken seashells
Previously: Paisley, rosemary, and time The best time to search for seashells is after a big storm, after torrential winds and surging waves churn up debris from the ocean floor. Whole shells and a myriad of fragments littered the beach, scattered over the sand like so much discarded chaff. Paisley and Jane walked along the … Continue reading Broken seashells
Upside down
The lake was like glass, the surface so clear, so pristine, it was difficult to tell what was real and what was a reflection. The world turned upside down or flipped right-side up? He stood poised on the end of pier, his toes extended over the edge of the worn, wooded boards. Slowly he raised … Continue reading Upside down





