by Neil | Jan 23, 2009 | Fiction, flash fiction, Free Online Fiction, Friday Flash Fiction, Science Fiction and Fantasy, Short Stories, short story
This week is themed on idea suggested by Gareth D Jones (altered film titles), please take time to check out excellent pieces from Shaun C Green and Gareth D Jones. No doubt there will be a full round up on Futurismic later. I hope you enjoy: Full Meta Jacket By Neil...by Neil | Nov 28, 2008 | Fiction, flash fiction, Free Online Fiction, Friday Flash Fiction, Science Fiction, Science Fiction and Fantasy, Short Stories, short story
This week’s flash, feedback – as ever – is welcomed: Remembering Lisa By Neil Beynon You’re always most tired before you die or so all the uploads used to tell me. That was back when I worked on the Nets as opposed to living on them. Actually, I...by Neil | Oct 31, 2008 | Fiction, flash fiction, Free Online Fiction, Friday Flash Fiction, Science Fiction and Fantasy, Short Stories, short story
Well, I promised you flash this week and flash you shall have. I think I mangled this one by drafting too much of it in my head but as ever feedback is welcome. Silverlight By Neil Beynon Awake. Something’s wrong: my tongue feels like worn carpet, head feels like it...by Neil | Sep 19, 2008 | Fiction, Free Online Fiction, Friday Flash Fiction, Science Fiction, Science Fiction and Fantasy, Short Stories, short story
This week’s flash: Fallen By Neil Beynon There is a light coming from under the door. I can hear the sound of an engine idling outside and briefly the hope flickers in my aching chest that it is someone come to help me. But how can that be the case? I have not...by Neil | Aug 29, 2008 | Fiction, flash fiction, Free Online Fiction, Friday Flash Fiction, Science Fiction and Fantasy, Short Stories, short story
Turn By Neil Beynon The tavern is almost empty. He sits on a wooden chair near the back, eyes where he can see the exits. He draws the occasional stare from the scattering of customers. He does not look like he used to: he has grown pale and clammy, his skin run with...