Flash Fiction: The Word Game
TANNILLE: Well, there is something you don’t see every day: cremated remains. MUSE: Ooo a God Father warning? Here are
Putting the Flash in Fiction / Blogging with The Muse
TANNILLE: Well, there is something you don’t see every day: cremated remains. MUSE: Ooo a God Father warning? Here are
The train choo-chooed through the wilderness, weaving up and down, dodging trees. The gentle rocking waves soothing. The windows blurred
Note:A Bumper Special this week: The Muse banter and her corresponding flash fiction story! (I know many of you were