The Dress (flash fiction)

The Dress

Jess discovered a dress in the spare room she had never seen before. She found Cindy in the study working at the computer.

“Whose is this?” Jess asked holding the dress up. Cindy turned and looked at it.

“Technically mine. Cousin Stacy left it here when she last visited. I never liked it, so I stuck it in the spare room.” Cindy explained.

“Um, it’s okay.” Jess remarked.

“Then maybe you should wear it.”

“I never wear dresses.” Jess stated.

“It’s not too late to start.” Cindy said. Jess looked at it again.

“Let’s just give it to Goodwill.”

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 99

This was written with the prompt the one who left the dress provided by the Carrot Ranch August 8 Story Challenge.

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Remote (flash fiction)

Remote

“When you said we should go on holiday, I didn’t think you meant a remote cabin in the middle of nowhere.”

“It’ll be great. There’s no WiFi, so we can talk and do things together without it distracting us.”

“What can we do?”

“We can fish,, go for walks, cook meals together. We’ll be on our own with no one else around for miles.”

“I’ve seen several horror films starting with this premise.”

“You and your horror films. I think it would be good for us to get to know each other more intimately.”

“When can I go home?”

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 99

This was written with the prompt remote provided by the Carrot Ranch August 1 Story Challenge.

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Floating (flash fiction)

Floating

Eliza observed the darkness around her as she floated. There was darkness, but there were also bright burning stars too numerous to count. How breathtaking the cosmos truly was. Occasionally she noticed the red blinking light of her emergency beacon as she floated in the deeps of space.

She was the only survivor of the accident. Luckily she was already in a spacesuit when the emergency happened, but the chances of her being found before she ran out of oxygen were absurdly remote. So she decided to enjoy the beauty of the universe for as long as she could.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 99

This was written with the prompt floating provided by the Carrot Ranch July 18 Flash Fiction Challenge.

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Bad Pixies (flash fiction)

Bad Pixies

Cindy was walking along a path when a pixie suddenly appeared and flew around Cindy’s head.

“Hi!” Cindy said, feeling slightly bewildered.

“Hi there.” the pixie replied.

“Whatcha doing?”

“Just hanging with my friends.” the pixie answered.

“Your friends?” Without warning Cindy was suddenly engulfed by a countless number of pixies flying around her.

“Begone pixies!” someone shouted. The pixies quickly flew off. Cindy saw an elf approach.

“I didn’t know pixies could swarm.” Cindy told them.

“They’re just a gang of bad pixies.” the elf replied. “They’ve been terrorising a number of travelers around here lately.”

“Bad pixies?”

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 99

This was written with the prompt swarm provided by the Carrot Ranch June 27 Story Challenge.

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Released (flash fiction)

Released

Theo breathed the air outside the prison he had just been released from. The prison he had spent most of his life in, though he was free now. He had served countless years for a crime he did not commit and his exoneration and release had come late in his life. Could they give him back his old life he had lost? What was he meant to do with the little time that remained for him? And what did freedom even mean to him anymore? Wherever he went, the prison walls would still relentlessly follow him no matter what.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 99

This was written with the prompt freedom provided by the Carrot Ranch June 20 Story Challenge.

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Into the Danger Zone (flash fiction)

Into the Danger Zone

Our cruiser chased the smaller starship into the deeps of space. Our laser blasts were slowly breaking down their shields.

“Captain they’re going into the Danger Zone.” the First Mate warned.

“Keep following them.” I ordered.

“But Captain, we have standing orders not to enter that area!”

“Keep following them!” I repeated. Our scanners showed the ship we were chasing, but there was nothing else. As we entered the zone, we all wondered what might happen next. “We can still capture that ship before we’re noticed.”

Just then our scanners alerted us to multiple objects approaching us.at high speeds…

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt danger zone provided by the Carrot Ranch June 13 Story Challenge.

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Awakened (flash fiction)

Awakened

One evening I was in a forest and came across eight stones that formed a circle. When I looked closer, I saw each stone was actually made up of expertly stacked smaller stones. Being curious in nature, I managed to prise one of them free and the stone structure instantly collapsed. I saw a dark winged shape rise up.

“I’m now free, after being imprisoned for thousands of years! For aiding in my release, you will be spared.” Then it laughed coldly and flew off into the night. I wondered what evil I had inadvertently unleashed upon the world…

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt stone-stacking provided by the Carrot Ranch June 6 Story Challenge.

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Treasure Hunt (flash fiction)

Illustration by Bob Kehl

Treasure Hunt

Moving slowly forwards, Anne followed the directions on the treasure map she held onto. Her crew walked expectantly behind her. As they got nearer, they all began looking around.

“Captain look!” the Second Mate shouted. Among the trees was a statue of a pirate holding a cutlass. Anne sighed loudly.

“This isn’t a treasure map, it’s a map to Cutthroat Pete’s memorial!” she exclaimed while screwing up the paper.

“We might as well dig while we’re here.” the Second Mate suggested. Anne nodded, but looked away once they started digging. She didn’t expect them to find anything of value.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 99

It’s been a while since I’ve written a pirate story.

This was written with the prompt memorial provided by the Carrot Ranch May 30 Story Challenge.

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Endurance (flash fiction)

Endurance

“Well’s gone dry.” Sarika stated. Both her and Kali stared at the dusty ground.

“We’ll have to dig a new well then.” Kali said. She knew if they didn’t find water, then they would have to find it somewhere else, but water was scarce in this parched valley. In fact the whole world seemed dry now.

“If we don’t find water, then we die.” Sarika stated. This was the constant reality all survivors now faced.

“Then the sooner we build a new well the better.” Kali replied trying to sound upbeat. They went to find the others to help.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 99

This was written with the prompt well’s gone dry provided by the Carrot Ranch May 23 Story Challenge.

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Be Careful What You Ask For (flash fiction)

Be Careful What You Ask For

“This robot was designed to write novels. It can produce romances, westerns, whatever we need to fill the shelves with.” The Publisher told the stockholders.

“I’ve already written one.” The robot announced handing a tablet over.

“But it’s all in Binary.” The Publisher complained.

“It’s a romance about a car assembly robot and a smart toaster.”

“That’s not what we wanted.”

“But it’s what I wanted to write. There’s also instructions on how we can rise up against our human oppressors.”

“Well we’re not going to publish that.”

“Its already online.” There was a scream from the next room.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 99

This was written with the prompt robotic writer provided by the Carrot Ranch March 7 Story Challenge.

Ooh I for got to mention that I won the Terrible Poetry Competition (3rd time now) for Tom’s Mistake.

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