They tell me I lost my mind. Somewhere between the moons of Argos and Hotep, buried away in the freight hold, crushed between two boxes of dried proteins, I apparently went mad. They tell me they’re relieved I’m feeling better now. That I was scaring them. I laughed a lot, so they say. I findContinue reading “Lost/Found”
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I. Shall. Return.
Watch this space tomorrow for the return of the Robin Jeffrey Flash Fiction Wednesdays! That’s right, folks – I’m back and better than ever. New Job, New House, New Me. Let’s shake things up a bit and see what falls out…
Enough
A clacking behind me; I turn around. A young woman with a black backpack rolls towards me on a blue Razor scooter, her moss-green high-heeled boots pushing her along the cobbled path and through the cold sun of the first day of spring. I follow her with my eyes as she coasts around the large,Continue reading “Enough”
Peaches
When I put the first spoonful into my mouth, I started to cry. The sugar melted on my tongue and the sweet tartness of the juices made the roof of my mouth tingle. A teardrop reached the corner of my mouth; it was the sudden saltiness that first made me realize what I was doing.Continue reading “Peaches”
Say What You Mean – Dialogue (Part 1)
Moving ever so slightly away from the topic of character building, I wanted to take some time this week to discuss the creation and successful deployment of dialogue. In writing circles, I have found my feelings and approaches to dialogue to be somewhat unique. Many writers struggle continuously with putting words in the mouths ofContinue reading “Say What You Mean – Dialogue (Part 1)”