Flash Fiction: Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car
āThe rust bucket has to go. Itās unsightly. The talk of the town.āāBut itās got history.āāDonāt care. It makes the
The Story Cauldron: Flash Fiction, Short Stories, and Novel Nuggets
āThe rust bucket has to go. Itās unsightly. The talk of the town.āāBut itās got history.āāDonāt care. It makes the
She drove through the night. Headlights offered little guidance along the blackened country road. Memories flooded her eyes. āI have
Growing up in the 90s was great. Carefree, laid-back, and kids created their own fun⦠out of nothing. My year
Note: This week the muse returned. The prompt drove a lot of pop-culture in my mind and I couldnāt see