Flash Fiction: The Hotel
The Hotel is old, boutique… bohemian. Only the daring walk through her quirky halls. Legends tell of doors swinging on
Blogging with The Muse: A Cauldron of Flash Fiction, Short Stories, and Novel Nuggets
Non-Series Tales
The Hotel is old, boutique… bohemian. Only the daring walk through her quirky halls. Legends tell of doors swinging on
Writer’s UpDate…Fudge-cakes where does the time go? Can’t believe I haven’t posted for two months! Doesn’t feel that long. October,
The vintage carousel shook off her dust. In mint condition, her days in storage made no sense. The city organisers
The shop looked out of place; its items bohemian at best, sinister at worse — the weird and wacky. Heads
Writer Update:Still Alive! This time of year The Muse takes a holiday. I can only describe September/October as my equivalent
Note:I wrote this gem back in March 2018. Inspiration came from a prompt game on my phone; every three minutes
Note:This story is meant to be poking fun… *~* It was time for an upgrade. The old clank, a ticking
The new phenomenon so pretty floating, lighting up the waterway. Some claimed the glowing orbs were a gift from the
Joffrey Fulkerson likes to bake Cookies, pies or a cheese cake To celebrate his neighbour’s special day Ginger bread men…
The lamp shines in the park, like the sun on a summer’s day. The artificial rays, gold and bright, keep