Category Archives: Flash Fiction

National Flash-Fiction Day – Saturday, 22nd June 2013

National Flash-Fiction Day will be here in a flash and Bristol will be celebrating in style with an afternoon of workshops given by Flash-Fiction Day founder, Calum Kerr and author of My Mother was an Upright Piano, Tania Hershman. Plus, … Continue reading

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A River of Blood (Flash Fiction No. 7)

(This story was in the final six shortlisted for the Swanezine 2011 Short Story Competition) Blanche sat up in bed staring at the wallpaper opposite; at red roses playing on a pale blue sky, till they slipped out of focus and … Continue reading

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A Cure for Writers’ Block (Flash Fiction No.6)

First, a word of explanation. As part of the fantastic Bristol Festival of Literature in October, the lovely Tania Hershman hosted a fun exercise for curing writers’ block. Tania asked the writers who took part in the Citywide Story event, … Continue reading

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Cazart 1st Prize Winner: The Black Widow (Flash Fiction No.5)

I’m thrilled to say this story (below) won first prize in the June 2011 Cazart Flash Fiction awards and will be published in their anthology. You can buy the anthology here.   THE BLACK WIDOW A silken web slips across … Continue reading

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A Glimmer of Hope (Flash Fiction No.4)

By Deborah Rickard A thatch of sugar-frosted blades crunch beneath my feet and an icy nip catches my nose. I pull my collar up, thrust my hands deep into my pockets and push on through the cold. I’ve a way … Continue reading

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I Told You So (Flash Fiction No.3)

By Deborah Rickard “I told you, Mummy, I can’t do it. People will laugh!” “No they won’t,” I say. “The words will lump in my throat and won’t come out,” Joe stamps his small foot. “It’s nothing to get emotional … Continue reading

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The Rhythm of Life (Flash Fiction No.2)

By Deborah Rickard Slow, slow, quick-quick, slow. It began with the rhythm of a quickstep but soon crashed to a crescendo of jungle drums, beating a warning while I held fast, immobilised, confined. A corpse in a coffin. I could move my … Continue reading

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A Black Night (Flash Fiction No.1)

By Deborah Rickard The hairs on my arm lift with the breeze; a haunting breath from the open window carrying night-scented stock from the black-shrouded garden. I smile, a self-indulgent smile, and submerge myself in the memory of his touch, … Continue reading

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