Flash Fiction: The Social Media Princess
Once Upon a time, in the 21st century… An Instagram ready princess, posed on her balcony. Her lips a flawless
Putting the Flash in Fiction / Blogging with The Muse
Once Upon a time, in the 21st century… An Instagram ready princess, posed on her balcony. Her lips a flawless
The little funky old shack was a family kept secret. A rite of passage. Each generation gave the pad their
Bob, the elf, stretched out his limbs and yawned as the bud of his lily opened and embraced the sun.
Hera, Athena, and Aphrodite met up for brunch. The goddesses reminisced over the good old days when the gods reined
It didn’t look like much, but it was theirs — a place for kids to hang out. No adults allowed.
The old wood chair sat alone… in the snow. Once a set of six, now a set of none. For
“We can’t afford to keep him. He eats too much. Have you seen the price of eggs these days?” “You’re
The children turned out the light and waited under their covers, their shoes ready. Peter Pan always came… when good
The ancient ruins stood strong and proud. The precision cutting of large bricks stumped historians. Evolution suggested the population only
“What happened to you?” Brown trampled through The Fairy Express, cursing in naughty four-letter words he taught small children as
Update:Life hit in fall swing. Never enough hours in the day, or rather never enough energy to do every intention
Note:Our favourite naughty fairies return. More stories can be read under ‘The Fairy Express‘ tab. *~* The sun tucked herself
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 Hotel is old, boutique… bohemian. Only the daring walk through her quirky halls. Legends tell of doors swinging on
Tannille ponders over the writing prompt and nudges The Muse. “Hey Muse, have you come up with a story yet?”
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
The sun broke through the grey clouds, creating an opening between heaven and earth. The valkyrie speed on her pegasus.
Writer Update:Still Alive! This time of year The Muse takes a holiday. I can only describe September/October as my equivalent
The nymph watched beneath the water. Her body, a shimmery dark mass under nature’s mirror. On the bank, a young
Note:I wrote this gem back in March 2018. Inspiration came from a prompt game on my phone; every three minutes
Note:More Conversations with The Muse can be found here. *~* LOCATION: Tannille’s mind’s eye “Are you going to help me or
Note:More pranking fairies from The Fairy Express. Other Fairy misdeeds can be read here. *~* The Green Fairy laid a claim