Tag: flash fiction

#101 Dirty Bucko

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Whats Cooking

Tomorrow I will have posted 100 short stories. I only have 8 patrons following me. I’m wondering if it’s worthwhile to continue posting stories. What do you think?????? Please let me know if you read my stories.   #99 What’s Cooking   I sat quietly at my desk when my wife said, “What are you…




Coolpix 9100

#96 Christmas CoolPix 9100   The oncoming headlights on the wrong side of the road blinded Joe. Because of the four Miller Lites he had swallowed when his mother started the same old nag his mental processes acted like molasses, and the glare forced him to close his eyes. With shut eyes her words filled…




Awakening!

#95 Awakening  Joe awoke to the shrill screech of his personal robot, Maria. Assigned to him by the ruling mainframe the day he was born. Ever since the “Singularity” in 2026, every human born was required to have a personal robot by a council of ruling computers. It took two years for computers to vote…




#94 A Lifetime Job

  Joe made his rounds as a security guard at the California State Hospital. He came upon a tiny young lady who knelt on the ground with her face close to baby’s breath flowers nestled beneath birds of paradise plants sprouting orange buds. They in turn were surrounded by blossoming pink carnations. He stopped to…




#92 Migrants

  We sat in our country kitchen sipping on coffee. I had just seen the morning headlines, “Vigilantes kill two illegals.” Looked like someone was taking the immigration policy into their own hands, but before I could read more, my wife Mary interrupted. “Look, Joe, we have visitors,” she shouted, pointing at them. I didn’t…




Heart of Stone

#91 Heart of Stone   Women didn’t like the way I acted or looked. The hell with them I thought. This is the modern age, and I can create a woman of my own. I studied all the books on DNA, RNA, artificial life, cloning, and other methods used in laboratories around the world. It…




Little Brain

#90 Little Brain   On my fourteenth birthday, Grandpa Joe took me fishing on the Mississippi River in his leaky old rowboat. We floated alongside the high cliffs on the Iowa side. I liked to fish and enjoyed baiting the hook. Grandpa wouldn’t use any bait. I asked him why. He said, “I love floating…




What Ghosts Haunt Me

  #89 What Ghosts Haunt Me   On a sunny New York day, the sidewalks on 52nd Street were crowded with pedestrians as usual when one man stopped looked up and pointed. His unusual actions caused others to look, and they saw a man standing on a ledge eight floors above ground. “Better get out…




Story of the day. #87 Brutal.

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