Flash Fiction: Scattered Shards
Jill woke up in the backseat, dry-mouthed and gagged. Fog clouded her mind. Where was she? Cable ties cut into
Blogging with The Muse: A Cauldron of Flash Fiction, Short Stories, and Novel Nuggets
Classic gods navigate the 21st Century with humourous outcomes
Jill woke up in the backseat, dry-mouthed and gagged. Fog clouded her mind. Where was she? Cable ties cut into
Hades hated Christmas, Yule, Hanukkah, Winter — whatever mortals call the holiday nowadays. For him, it was torture season. The
The ferryman paused at his girlfriend’s kitchen table. His eternal lamps burned, waiting for him. At least they never went
“How can anyone be inspired by this mess?” Said one muse to another. “It’s called organised chaos.” “But it’s not
Aphrodite, the goddess of love, sighed and sipped wine from her crystal glass. “Alexa, pause the tv.” The theatre room’s
Hera, Athena, and Aphrodite met up for brunch. The goddesses reminisced over the good old days when the gods reined
The restaurant echoed with magic and the chants from joyful people. Souls, happy to mingle and be together. Light shone
The waves came rolling in, a reflection of her mood. The beating heart of the ocean throbbed in time with
The sun broke through the grey clouds, creating an opening between heaven and earth. The valkyrie speed on her pegasus.
The nymph watched beneath the water. Her body, a shimmery dark mass under nature’s mirror. On the bank, a young