Category Archives: microcosms

In Any Kitchen Sink Drama, Beware Of The Kettle #flashfiction

Posted on Mar 18, 2019 by

‘Hello, Aaron from IT..’ The woman grabbed his hand and yanked him inside. ‘Shush.’ The woman eyes scanned the hall and pointed to the corner of the room. An allseeingeye winked back. Aaron nodded but the woman hadn’t finished. She … Continue reading →

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I’m A Celebrity: Get Over It. #flashfiction #microcosms

Posted on Mar 14, 2019 by

Dune Roamin’ The contestants for the charity version of ‘Nothing Ventured’ shifted uneasily as they stared at the unbroken horizon of baking sand. The presenter smirked. ‘You have two days to survive. And remember it’s all in a good cause.’ … Continue reading →

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Finding A Way #flashfiction#microcosms

Posted on Feb 19, 2019 by

Delphine Tombola knew from Primary school that the faith she would embrace would need to provide her with a complete and comprehensive way of living.  She dabbled with the four major religions and dropped them once they revealed their inherent … Continue reading →

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It Doesn’t Matter What You Do So Long As You Dress The Part #flashfiction #microcosms

Posted on Jan 9, 2019 by

Margery Strool opened the door with her hip, her hands full.  The Prime Minister’s Office seemed empty. ‘Gerald?’ Where the hell was he? ‘You wanted a word about tactics for the meeting with the POTUS and…  Oh shit, no.’ Gerald … Continue reading →

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Never Trust A Man Who Knows His Pasta #microcosms #flashfiction

Posted on Dec 19, 2018 by

Melanie said he has a face for voice-overs but I said I thought him handsome. Rugged I said but she she’d seen turkeys with tighter jaws and in profile she thought him a touch scrotal. He was very nice to … Continue reading →

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The Little House On Fifth #microcosms #flashfiction

Posted on Nov 19, 2018 by

Fifth Avenue apartments were the plum cleaning jobs. All on one level, lift accessible, and no one about to get in the way. So why had Marita been given this assignment? The slip said the owner was Red Ballantyne. She … Continue reading →

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The Impossible Art Of Soldiering On #microcosms #flashfiction

Posted on Nov 14, 2018 by

The Impossible Art Of Soldiering On Geraldine ran a finger round the stiff collar. The VAD uniform wasn’t made for comfort. She felt eyes on her and glanced at number fourteen. Mrs Ephram shuffled out of her door; she nodded … Continue reading →

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There’s Always A Risk Of Flooding #microcosms #flashfiction

Posted on Nov 5, 2018 by

‘Mr. Martens?’ Harold Martens started, momentarily lost in his thoughts. ‘Yes?’ The questioner’s tone hardened. ‘Could talk us through the operation from your perspective? Why you did what you did? For Mrs. Golding.’ ‘Golding?’ Left knee. Impact damage. Reconstruction. He … Continue reading →

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When Holding On Is All You Can Do

Posted on Oct 24, 2018 by

The clap on the shoulder felt sincere enough. ‘Captain.’ Jack Reynolds oiled his smile. ‘Like the old days, eh?’ Harrison eased back, not trusting a reply. Reynolds straightened his jacket, skipping into the lights, accepting the applause. Same slime-ball, Harrison … Continue reading →

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Banter, Bunty And The Tale Of The Premature Inhalation #flashfiction #microcosms

Posted on Oct 20, 2018 by

Saturday Cousin Bunty is up before the College beak for spying. Aunt Emilia blames me, per Bunty for ‘marinading him in socialism’. I had to ask Banter what that meant – something to do with stews. Bit of a dampener, … Continue reading →

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