Leaving (flash fiction)

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Leaving

 

Though her work for the company was quite pivotal, Lily found herself largely ignored there. She had worked for a number of years in accounting, but often felt she was passed over, forgotten, even taken for granted.

One day Lily decided to leave, as she wanted to work somewhere where she would be more valued and appreciated. She baked a cake for her last day of work there, to let everyone know what she thought of them. Lily believed it was her crowning glory: the cake was the shape of a large hand, with the middle finger fully extended.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

This was written with the prompt her crowning glory provided by the Carrot Ranch July 30 Flash Fiction Challenge.

 

 

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Noir (flash fiction)

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Noir

 

He followed the woman down the dark street. Suddenly he felt a gun in his back.

“Keep walking.” said the familiar voice of the man who had hired him. The woman turned around smiling.

The detective realised he had been set up.

 

 

Joanne Fisher

 

Word count: 42

 

This was written with the prompt noir provided by Deb Whittam’s 42 Words #21.

 

 

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Peristeronic (flash fiction)

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Peristeronic

 

“Pigeons?”

“Yes pigeons.”

“Why do you want to start breeding pigeons?”

“Because I like them.”

“Why? They’re virtually rats with wings!”

“That’s a bit harsh! If that’s how you think, you obviously know nothing peristeronic.”

“What now?”

“It means relating to pigeons.”

“Like I care? I have no desire to relate to pigeons.”

 

Joanne Fisher

 

Word count: 53

 

This was written with the prompt peristeronic provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #168.

 

 

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The Vision (flash fiction)

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The Vision

 

The crystal had shown terrible things. The Elder came out her dwelling. She clapped her hands and the entire village looked up at her.

“Humans are coming with axes to destroy our forest. We must protect it! All remaining archers need to go to our northern border. Falnek, take the children to the sacred Bloodwood.” There was sudden activity in the village. “Aalen, when the humans are defeated come back to us.” Aalen nodded and left with her wolf bounding in front of her.

The Elder looked over the village and her people. The crystal had shown terrible things.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

Word count: 99

 

This is a prequel to Aalen’s Saga.

 

This was written with the prompt to write a story to show what it is to protect nature around us provided by the Carrot Ranch July 23 Flash Fiction Challenge.

 

 

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Exodus (flash fiction)

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Exodus

 

The group trekked through the howling blizzard making for the hinterland, somewhere hopefully beyond the reach of the Ice Witch’s power. Ever since she had returned to her tower and taken control of the land from her eldritch obsidian throne, their world had become frozen.

Over the noise of the blizzard they could hear howling. The Queen’s shadow wolves were on their trail. Their only hope was to get beyond the land under the Queen’s control, but all they could see before them was boundless snow and ice.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

Word count: 87 + prompt

 

This was written with the prompt hinterland provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #166.

 

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Therapy (flash fiction)

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Therapy

 

“It’s as though no one believes I’m a real person.” the man said as he lay back on the couch.

“Go on.” said the woman sitting on a chair writing notes.

“They seem to think I’m some fictitious entity intent on scamming all the time. I don’t know why.”

“I see. So how does that make you feel Mr Dorb?” asked the therapist.

“Please, call me Monreal. I guess I feel uncertain about how to change that perception.”

“Interesting, Monreal. I have another question for you.”

“Yes?”

“When you were making an appointment, why did you send me 574 emails?

 

Joanne Fisher

 

It’s currently 4:54 am and I can’t sleep. Outside it’s -3° Celsius.

 

This is my second take on the prompt of who is Monreal Dorb? provided by the Carrot Ranch July 9 Flash Fiction Challenge.

 

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I found this cute pic while I was image searching:

 

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Blossoming (flash fiction)

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Blossoming

 

Jennifer and Kelly first met at a marketplace. They had both wanted the same necklace, but decided to go for a drink together instead.  Both considered themselves as loners believing they were better off on their own, but after they met only once, they perceived they were kindred spirits that made each other feel more whole. There was resistance from both of them at first as they began to question themselves, but they could feel themselves be drawn irresistibly to the other, like they were planetary bodies coming into one another’s orbit. Their feelings of love began to blossom.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

This was written with the prompt blossom provided by the Carrot Ranch July 2 Flash Fiction Challenge.

 

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The Perfect Song (flash fiction)

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The Perfect Song

 

Julie sat on her bed with her guitar composing a new song. As she strummed and worked out what she wanted to say, she thought again of Hannah. She loved Hannah and was trying to write her a love song that would do justice to her beautiful soul. What did it matter that Hannah had told her that her attentions were unwelcome? She couldn’t just give up her feelings like that, so she resolved to write the song that would win Hannah over. This was the one, she was certain of it….

 

Joanne Fisher

 

Word count: 91 + prompt

 

This story was an afterthought. When I was looking for an image yesterday for the story I had written, I stumbled across this picture and immediately thought of a story that could accompany it. Which is why I’ve written a second story for this prompt.

 

This was written with the prompt unwelcome provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #163.

 

 

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Unwelcome (flash fiction)

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Unwelcome

 

“What are you doing here?” Natasha asked, standing in the doorway.

“I was wondering how Clara was doing.” Alyssa replied.

“You know she doesn’t want to see you? You’re unwelcome here.”

“Yeah I guessed.” Alyssa answered looking despondent. “Would I be able to talk with her?”

“No!” Natasha replied curtly. “You’re not safe to be around. Everyone knows the harm you did to her.”

“I just wanted to tell her I’m sorry.”

“The best thing you can do is stay away from her. She doesn’t need you.” Natasha slammed the door.

 

Joanne Fisher

 

Word count: 91

 

This was written with the prompt unwanted provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #163.

 

 

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