Flash Fiction…. Fraturday? – The Death of the Mutant

The problem with writing my flash fiction pieces during my Thursday morning stream is sometimes I forget to actually post them. I need to take up doing scheduled posts just after stream ends so that I don’t have to make any Fraturday posts. But today, we’ll have one anyway: Once upon a time, a mutant was dying. It moved through Continue reading Flash Fiction…. Fraturday? – The Death of the Mutant

Flash Fiction Friday – My Name is TAI

I was talking with my boyfriend yesterday about tropes for artificial intelligences in fiction, and thought to myself that it would be interesting to see an AI character that wanted to make the world better for humans rather than being willing to sacrifice humans for the sake of humanity (if that makes sense). This scene didn’t turn out to be quite that, Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday – My Name is TAI

Flash Fiction Friday – Next Year’s Beads

Since it is the holiday season, I’ve been thinking a lot about creating holidays for fictional worlds. The other day I had an idea for a tradition I may use some day in a book, so I wrote this little piece below: The ribbons are slippery between my fingers, and the house is quiet except for the gentle ringing of Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday – Next Year’s Beads

Flash Fiction Friday – How May I Help You?

Yesterday I finally manage to do my writing stream! I think it’s been 2-3 weeks since the last time, but it feels like longer. I have moved my writing stream from Thursday evenings to Thursday mornings because it suits my current schedule better. I did some conlanging, and also wrote the following piece based on a Seventh Sanctum prompt. As I Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday – How May I Help You?

Flash Fiction Friday – Ambitions (NaNoWriMo ’17 Backstory Snippet)

Hi lovelies. I’m too tired to type a proper post tonight since it’s past 1 am, but I wrote a snippet from the backstory of my NaNoWriMo MCs. Yay! Ambitions The sun was beginning to set over the courtyard, but it wasn’t the evening chill that made Verena’s leg bounce up and down where she sat on the bench. She’d Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday – Ambitions (NaNoWriMo ’17 Backstory Snippet)

Twice Fortnightly – 1hp Beholder

Friday! That means flash fiction! This piece is based on a dream I had last night. Check it out: “Hey… hey, look…” I felt Tam’s hand tapping on my shoulder but didn’t want to turn away from my book. “Mm…” I said. “Hey look!” she said again, louder now, and I sluggishly raised my head. Her eyes were wide as Continue reading Twice Fortnightly – 1hp Beholder

Flash Fiction Friday – Dungeons & Flirting

I wrote this last night on my stream, and then almost forgot to post it before going to bed now. I use, once again, the Seventh Sanctum writing prompt generator to generate the first line of this flash piece. As soon as I saw it, I knew what I wanted to write about. Sorry, it’s not as naughty as the Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday – Dungeons & Flirting

Flash Fiction Friday – Claire The Starship Engineer

I ended up doing my Thursday stream today on Friday instead, because I was just very tired yesterday. On stream, I wrote (well, I began to write) the following piece. It was inspired by the Seventh Sanctum Writing Prompt Generator. The first line is the prompt. I really like this particular generator. It always has interesting stuff for me to Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday – Claire The Starship Engineer

Flash Fiction Friday – Terracotta on White

I’ve been away this weekend, and since the internet connection up there is a bit dodgy, I decided to just type up a flash fiction piece but not post it until I got back home tonight. I typed up a blog post, too, detailing a problem I was having with a recent story idea, which connects to the piece below. Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday – Terracotta on White

Flash Fiction Friday – A Little Temperance

Last night on the stream, I decided to write some flash fiction for my new D&D character, Temperance, a dragonborn monk. Here it is: The girl dipped the rag into the water bowl and then wrung it out, black-scaled little hands twisting the excess water out of the torn, stained fabric. ​”Stupid Father Illethor,” she mumbled as she bent over Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday – A Little Temperance