Category: Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
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POIROT’S COFFEE AT DEAUVILLE
‘When did it become fashionable for the French not to serve coffee in a china teacup and saucer?’ Madame Beaumont said, loud enough to ensure the maitre d’ would hear. ‘Mother,’ Alice chided. ‘You shall have to get used to it once I have married Jacques.’ ‘Alice, once you have married Jacques we shall no longer…
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TERRORIST
Blackness enveloped the city. The power curfew began at midnight. The grid was shutdown. Homes were silent. Streetlights dark. A flicker of rare candlelight betrayed the restaurant or club that refused to close. An occasional set of car headlights crept passed, driven by those lucky enough to still have access to the electricity needed to…
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THE NEW NORMAL (PART 2)
This is a companion to another short piece – you can read part one here: THE NEW NORMAL The sky had cleared since the morning. Albert wrapped up in a jacket and found a spot in the sunshine on their small balcony. ‘Just popping out in the boat to see mother,’ Elaine called from the…
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ORPHAN
The metal chair was cold against his thighs, he heard only muffled voices from behind the door. He looked at the shaft of sunlight that played across the wall and floor of the white corridor. Small particles of dust danced in the still air. His mother’s face appeared before him, her kind smile and comforting…
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ANOTHER DAY AT CABLE NEWS NETWORK
Fred Casey looked over the Columbus Circle intersection at the Trump International Hotel. Shuffling his feet to generate some warmth against the autumnal chill, he finished his coffee before heading inside. As he walked through the entrance he saw Sam Jones running across the reception, almost colliding with unaware workers. ‘What’s happening?’ he shouted. ‘Another…
Iain Kelly 