"It took many years before I could write about my husbandâs suicide. In one of my failed attempts, it struck me how bizarre it was that Iâd experienced so much sudden death or disappearance from boys and men I loved." Read @claudiamonpere.bsky.socialbuff.ly/3wDnd45
Number one had cerulean blue eyes and haloed heat as we danced at Sadie Hawkins in our matching flannel shirts and he wandered night stairs and stars almost as stoned as his mother and strummed âDust ...
"We convene at the table as the crowns of shivering stalks of corn disappear; the rusty tractor and its rotten tires go next, and the rubber tire swing floats away from the bicentennial maple tree" Brilliant @aniking.bsky.social@flashfrog.bsky.socialflash-frog.com/2024/03/25/t...
*THE BLUE FROG 1st PLACE WINNER* Introduction by Guest Judge KRISTEN ARNETT The titular Radishtown of the storyâset to sink beneath the rising waves while simultaneously celebrating an annualâŚ
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Grand prize $2500, second prize $1000. In its fourth incarnation, The SmokeLong Quarterly Award for Flash Fiction is open for entries until April 30. It's big. www.smokelong.com/the-smokelon...
The SmokeLong Quarterly Award for Flash Fiction (The Smokey) is a biennial competition that celebrates and compensates excellence in flash. Our first grand prize winner in 2018 was âWhale Fallâ by Alv...
Oh, I want a piece right now! It's gorgeous, Will! I hope you enjoy every single bite.
Go outside. There's a beautiful full moon/snow moon tonight.
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"I kick myself for not checking her fridge, but I donât have time to go back to the flat with her. I leave her to be blown round the corner by the Town Hall like a dried autumn leaf" Deeply moving @cathbwriter.bsky.social@fictivedream.bsky.socialfictivedream.com/2024/02/24/s...
by Cath Barton âCome on,â I say. âIâll take your picture.â She turns and smiles at me, compliant, guileless. Sheâs wearing a red felted hat I havenât seen before. A close-fitting cloche with a twirly ...