Flash Fiction: Don’t Piss Off Grandma
Grandma loved her garden. She always pottered about attending to something. Sometimes I followed along, listening to stories of the
The Story Cauldron: Flash Fiction, Short Stories, and Novel Nuggets
Grandma loved her garden. She always pottered about attending to something. Sometimes I followed along, listening to stories of the
“Let’s swear… when we grow up we’ll be rockstars together.”The 12-year-olds engaged in a blood oath, friends forever. For years,
The old sea-themed restaurant, Sharks, sits on the docks. Its mascot hangs from the ceiling and its walls are covered
Tannille stares at the writing prompt picture, begging The Muse to formulate a story — an itty-bitty story to share
The muse came home after a hard day at work. Her jaw dropped. Burgled! All the colours were stolen from
It started as a stupid dare. The Midnight Club broke into the abandoned mall. With phone lights to guide them,
Maddy followed the hustle of the city. Her accounting firm volunteered her for a doughnut and coffee run. The job
The Fairy Godmother clicked her tongue. This simply wouldn’t do. Did the imbeciles really believe she created carriages out of
The Fairy Godmother wandered into the fabric store. The Hollywood gala was an hour away. For slippers’ sake, why do
“Madness unleashed: inside the twisted chambers of lobotomies! Today we are exploring live on ‘Troubling History’.” Chills ran through my
Growing up in the 90s was great. Carefree, laid-back, and kids created their own fun… out of nothing. My year
They call The Malefica witches… or worse. Their mystique is charming, yet terrifying. From time to time, the locals point