So, a few weeks back there was this news story about a coyote who got himself stuck in the grille of a car.


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I'd still like to hear from you which of my flash fiction posted here is your favorite!

Here's the poll!

I'm excited--there is to be a #fridayflash "best of 2009" anthology. I of course want to submit some of my stories (I can submit up to three). I can also submit one to the 3rd Annual Micro Award ( Read more... )

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Annie clutched the slice of wedding cake to her plump bosom. No matter how tempted she was, this slice wasn’t for eating. At least, not until tomorrow. She reached into her purse for the ziplock baggie that had held her lunch cookies, and slid the cake into it. Then she placed it resolutely into her purse-getting squashed wouldn’t hurt it any ( Read more... )

Diana set her witch hat aside and looked at the stage. Times Square, with Christmas décor, fake snow scattered around the ground. In the foreground, crime scene tape, a pool of red, a garish yellow outline of a body. A bloody Santa hat. The pool of blood was spread under the crime-scene tape toward an open guitar case, with a little cash in it ( Read more... )

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Farrah crumpled the letter in her hand and tossed it onto the far reaches of her messy desk. She should just throw it away, but instead her feet carried her toward the window.

Through the streaked windowpane, the morning was an unrelieved, almost uniform gray. Dingy and sad. Appropriate. Fog turned the nearest trees gray, and hid the rest, the ( Read more... )

“ Lirli, wait-“ Rainbow tried to remember what she’d said that set her friend tearing through the trees like that. They’d been talking about so many things, like they always did. She couldn’t remember which was last. “Lirli, what did I say ( Read more... )