Fifty-Five Miles to the County Fair - Free Flash Fiction

Mrs. Slusser in the kitchen forging wannabe blue ribbon pies from second rate stone-fruit. That summer lightning struck her cherry tree but instead of catching fire it blackened the trunk and burnt th...

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Waiting for Margarette To Return - Free Flash Fiction

Chester occupied the lone chair in Margarette’s room in the long term care facility. His wife of fifty-two years lay on the bed next to him, slowly melting away. The doctor told Chester his bride of f...

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Waiting for Margarette To Return - Free Flash Fiction

Chester occupied the lone chair in Margarette’s room in the long term care facility. His wife of fifty-two years lay on the bed next to him, slowly melting away. The doctor told Chester his bride of f...

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“Hey, It’s Me, The Letter L” - Free Flash Fiction

Hey, it’s me, the letter L, just hanging between ‘K’ and ‘M,’ wondering if I’ll ever get as much attention as they do. I mean, what a maddening ride, seeing ‘K’ repeatedly plucked for ‘K-pop,’ ‘kangar...

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“Hey, It’s Me, The Letter L” - Free Flash Fiction

Hey, it’s me, the letter L, just hanging between ‘K’ and ‘M,’ wondering if I’ll ever get as much attention as they do. I mean, what a maddening ride, seeing ‘K’ repeatedly plucked for ‘K-pop,’ ‘kangar...

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Table Seven - Free Flash Fiction

I worked the morning shift at a small café along a busy Lagos street in Nigeria. By 8 a.m., the generator hummed, coffee mugs clinked, and the smell of bread and roasted beans hung in the air.   She c...

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Table Seven - Free Flash Fiction

I worked the morning shift at a small café along a busy Lagos street in Nigeria. By 8 a.m., the generator hummed, coffee mugs clinked, and the smell of bread and roasted beans hung in the air.   She c...

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Fifth Time's a Charm - Free Flash Fiction

*****I found your card on the counter. *****Happy anniversary. The fifth celebrates everything “wood”—as in, gimme some wood, sugar; as in, we got roots, darlin’; as in, we done weathered some storms,...

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Fifth Time's a Charm - Free Flash Fiction

*****I found your card on the counter. *****Happy anniversary. The fifth celebrates everything “wood”—as in, gimme some wood, sugar; as in, we got roots, darlin’; as in, we done weathered some storms,...

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The Village

The village with all of the flash writers

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Critique Service - Free Flash Fiction

The Critique Service...   The critique of your flash fiction will include a general analysis of your work, a line edit to highlight manuscript faults, and an overall analysis that will offer suggestio...

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FFF Competition Thirty-Four Judge’s Report by Emma Phillips - Free Flash Fiction

FFF Competition Thirty-Four Judge's Report by Emma Phillips   23rd July 2026   Reading for this competition and selecting the winning entries is always a pleasure and a privilege, so huge thanks to Ia...

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Competition Thirty-Four Winning Flash Fiction: Reel Lives 1972 - Free Flash Fiction

Alone in his booth, Bill threads and feeds and splices reels, but first he must clean. Meticulously. Just one speck of dirt will scratch and spoil a director’s dream. Today, Bill cleans so guns can bl...

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Competition Thirty-Four Winning Flash Fiction: Reel Lives 1972 - Free Flash Fiction

Alone in his booth, Bill threads and feeds and splices reels, but first he must clean. Meticulously. Just one speck of dirt will scratch and spoil a director’s dream. Today, Bill cleans so guns can bl...

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Competition Thirty-Four Highly Commended: Please Take One - Free Flash Fiction

By ten past nine, Peter had come out of the printer instead of the quarterly figures.   Not Peter. His photograph, cropped badly at the shoulders. The hymn numbers. The line about donations to St Luke...

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Competition Thirty-Four Highly Commended: Please Take One - Free Flash Fiction

By ten past nine, Peter had come out of the printer instead of the quarterly figures.   Not Peter. His photograph, cropped badly at the shoulders. The hymn numbers. The line about donations to St Luke...

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