The New Arrangement (flash fiction)

The New Arrangement

“I know there’s whining about the new office arrangement, but you’ll get used to it.” said Brian looking at his computer screen.

“You didn’t think this was too extreme?”

“No. During the last pandemic you all got used to working at home, but I was never sure how much work you were actually doing. We couldn’t go back to before, so I thought this solution practical.”

“You mean having our consciousnesses uploaded to the office hub?”

“Now I have complete control over all of you while you work seven days a week non-stop. We should have done this earlier.”

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt of a new way to office provided by the Carrot Ranch June 10 Flash Fiction Challenge.

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Missed It (flash fiction)

Missed It

“Whatcha doing?”

“Listening to Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis. It’s building up to the crescendo.”

“Crescendo?”

“Highest point reached in a progressive increase of intensity.”

“Okay. So when’s the crescendo coming?”

“We’ve just talked through it.”

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 37 + prompt

This was written with the prompt crescendo provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #212.

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Park Life (flash fiction)

Park Life

“You should put that dog of yours on a leash!” the man complained. Jess retrieved Lucky who had been investigating the park and rejoined the picnic. She looked over at Cindy who was munching on some grapes.

“Did we bring enough food? You seem especially ravenous today.”

“Well I am eating for two. It’s legit you know.” Cindy replied.

“So you’re not using your pregnancy as an excuse to pig out then?”

“Of course not.” Cindy replied innocently as she tucked into another sandwich.

“Aha.” Lucky suddenly ran off again.

“My turn!” Cindy shouted as she ran after him.

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt leash provided by the Carrot Ranch June 3 Flash Fiction Challenge.

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They Are Coming (flash fiction)

They Are Coming

All of the village’s warriors stood waiting on the shoreline while their leader looked out across the water from further up.

“The Seer said the raiders would attack today. Expect to see their longboats at any moment.” He warned them all. They all stood there looking out at the water. Some were armed with bows, some with spears, and a select few had swords and other weapons such as flails at the ready. They waited for hours, but saw no sign of a war party approaching.

“Are you sure the Seer got the right day?” one of them eventually asked.

“She’s usually extremely reliable.” The leader replied. “Maybe she was wrong about today.” No sooner had he said that then there was a sudden rough tapping on his left shoulder…

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 130

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #134.

Over the weekend we had quite bad flooding here from four days of intense rain. To add to this we’ve also had a few shakes. I guess the local faultline is just letting us know not to forget it… They still give me flashbacks to February 22 2011… So I’m feeling a bit frazzled at the moment.

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So What Are You? (flash fiction)

So What Are You?

“So you just date other women then?” Penelope asked.

“Yes.” Sandy replied.

“You hate men or something?” Sandy looked surprised.

“I don’t hate men. I just don’t date them.” Sandy explained.

“So what’s your preferred nomenclature? Queer? Gay girl? Dyke? Lesbian?”

“Preferred nomenclature? Are you for real?”

“I believe so.” Penelope replied.

“You could call me Sandy.”

“But it doesn’t tell me anything about you.” Penelope stated.

“It’s my name and that’s a start.” Sandy replied.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 76

This was written with the prompt nomenclature provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #211.

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Hosts (flash fiction)

Hosts

A team was sent to investigate the planet’s surface. They found an inordinate amount of tiny flying insects everywhere they went. After taking off their protective visors they were swarmed by them. They signaled for immediate retrieval.

“What’s with the red eyes?” the commanding officer asked when the team returned onboard. They didn’t say a word, but opened up their sample boxes and suddenly the entire ship was engulfed with tiny insects.

Once the spaceship was under the insects control, via their human hosts, the insects now planned to explore the rest of the galaxy, and take it over.

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt tiny flying insects provided by the Carrot Ranch May 27 Flash Fiction Challenge.

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Morning View (flash fiction)

Morning View

In the morning Cindy quickly got out of bed and went outside to check her new herb garden. Yesterday she had planted some basil, mint, sage, and parsley by the homestead, and that was only the beginning of her plans for it.

“Whatcha doing my love?” Jess asked as she came outside onto the porch drinking some coffee. Cindy looked up at her.

“I’m just checking to see how the herbs I planted yesterday are doing.” Cindy told her.

“It’s not that I don’t admire the view, but don’t you think you should have put some clothes on first?”

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt naked gardening provided by the Carrot Ranch May 20 Flash Fiction Challenge.

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Austin Street Revisited (poem)

Austin Street Revisited


everything's still here
                                          though
on a smaller scale -

the driveway
                         not so steep
the park
                 not so large
the creek
                  not so wide

once this suburb
was the centre 
of the universe

the land dreamt
and created me
I walked away
                            blinking
into a wider world

but I am still here -

playing in the park
                                     with my siblings
avoiding the creek
                                    where the pirates lurk
escaping the boys
                                   from across the road

running up the driveway
                                                to home


Joanne Fisher

This is another older poem that I’ve reworked. It’s more sentimental than the other ones which is probably why I don’t like it as much. Our house at Austin Street was the first house I remember living in (though it wasn’t actually the first). My brother and I visited the place around twenty years later to find it was exactly the same as we remembered it, though everything seemed smaller. Funny that. In these pictures my house was the white one with the pale green roof.

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The Vampires (poem)

The Vampires


after all
they do exist
always coming for you
in the dark

standing in Stygian doorways
grasping for the ones
filled with light
like a hand smothers
a candle

they whisper 
flattery, their
words hissing
through their
white perfect
teeth
waiting

to puncture
your fragile skin
and blood-gorge
on the spirit
leaving you

hollow and broken
and diminished


Joanne Fisher



This is another older poem., though I gave it a rather severe edit.

Not literally about vampires, but people who drain your energy, or use you for their own purposes….

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