Tag: Flash Fiction
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SOMETHING A LITTLE DIFFERENT
Harry read the specifications. Another Call Centre office block. Thirty years as an architect and he was churning out steel and glass cuboids. He drew a rectangle. He added a main door in the middle of it. He added oblong walls. More uninspired right angles and straight lines. He sighed and stared out his square…
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BEST FORGOTTEN
Lillian stared at the incongruous door. Why had it been added to the old stone entrance? Why the rusty chain in front of it? She ran back to her father. ‘If there is a door, why does there need to be a chain?’ she asked. Her father looked down at her. ‘So that no one gets…
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SURVIVORS
Billy sat on top of the hill looking down on the town where he had grown up. The filling station was the only building with lights on. From here it was as though nothing had changed. Two grey warships sat out at sea. Soon he would return to one of them and spend another few…
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CLOUDSPOTTING
Freddy ran home as fast as his legs could carry him. Breathless, he crashed through the flimsy door of the shack they lived in. His father looked up. Freddy pointed at his weathered, antique Cloudspotting book. ‘A Cumulonimbus.’ ‘A what?’ ‘I saw one. A pure white one.’ ‘What are you going on about?’ ‘A cloud,…
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OPENING NIGHT
A deep breath. I hear the chatter from the audience settle as the auditorium lights dim. The expectant silence. I grip the neck of my cello tightly and close my eyes. Visualise. Breathe. I see the endless hours of practice. Fingers bleeding. The encouraging smile of my father and mother. The exasperated berating of my…
Iain Kelly 