Iain Kelly

FLOWERS OF UGANDA

‘Pull over here, Kisekka,’ Arnold instructed the driver of the jeep. ‘We are not there yet, Sir,’ Kisekka replied. ‘Kukomesha!’ Arnold utilised one of the few Swahili words he knew. Kisekka brought the jeep to a stop. ‘What’s in there?’ Arnold asked, pointing at the white structures that covered the fields. ‘They grow flowers, Arnold…

Iain Kelly

18/03/2017

creative writing, Flash Fiction, Short Story, What Pegman Saw

africa, agent, child labour, civil war, creative writing, Fiction, Flash Fiction, flowers, Idi Amin, jeep, kampala, literature, rural, secret service, Short Story, spy, story, swahili, uganda, weapons factory, What Pegman Saw, Writing, writing prompt
THE GIANT’S POCKET WATCH

Leonard woke and rubbed his head. A few too many last night at the annual Spring Harvest festival. He should have steered clear of the cider. He put his hand in his pocket to find his watch missing. He must have dropped it on the way home last night. *** Emily looked at the huge…

Iain Kelly

15/03/2017

creative writing, Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Short Story

Cider, comedy, creative writing, English village, fantasy, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Giant, Hangover, humor, humour, literature, Pocket watch, Short Story, story, Village, watch, Writing, writing prompt
THE MAN IN THE FOREST

Boris sat in the burnt out car, turning the steering wheel as he screeched round the corners, chased by the polizei. In the forest outside the town of Riedenberg, Boris had stumbled upon the old car. It had been there for decades, plants and grass had surrounded it. He picked up the revolver he had found in the glovebox. The trigger…

Iain Kelly

13/03/2017

creative writing, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, Short Story

adventure, bavaria, burnt out, car, creative writing, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, forest, furher, germany, hitler, horror, literature, nazi, overgrown, riedenberg, Short Story, story, war, world war 2, wreck, Writing, writing prompt
BUDGET SPACE TRAVEL

The train arrived at Prestwick Spaceport, built adjoining the airport. The heavy spacesuit made the short walk to the terminal difficult for Frank, the boots weighed him down. Since watching an astronaut talk to his school class from the Space Station forty years ago, Frank had dreamed of travelling in space. He had bought the…

Iain Kelly

12/03/2017

creative writing, Flash Fiction, Short Story, Sunday Photo Fiction

Civilian, comedy, creative writing, Fiction, Flash Fiction, future, humor, humour, literature, Middle-aged, Prestwick, Short Story, Space, Space tourism, Space travel, Spaceport, story, Sunday Photo Fiction, Writing, writing prompt
GOD BLESS THE CAUSE FOR WHICH I DIE

The St. Patrick’s Day celebrations were over. An old drunk started singing ‘The Dying Rebel.’ ‘I never would have thought those songs would be anything but historical,’ said the red-haired woman. ‘I never thought they’d put up a border posts across Ireland again,’ the man replied. He looked at the woman. ‘We need to make…

Iain Kelly

11/03/2017

creative writing, Flash Fiction, Short Story, What Pegman Saw

America, bomb, border, brexit, britain, consequences, creative writing, Dublin, europe, european union, Fiction, Flash Fiction, ireland, literature, northern ireland, politics, republican, Short Story, st patrick’s day, story, terrorism, the dying rebel, the troubles, war, What Pegman Saw, Writing, writing prompt

FLOWERS OF UGANDA

THE GIANT’S POCKET WATCH

THE MAN IN THE FOREST

BUDGET SPACE TRAVEL

GOD BLESS THE CAUSE FOR WHICH I DIE