Flash Fiction | Today's Chapter

off the deep end

by Craig Anderson | Oct 2, 2020 | Flash Fiction | 0 |

“Ghost ship” photo by: olivier6973 For this week’s Flash Fiction we had 200 words to...

Gone fishin

by Craig Anderson | Sep 6, 2020 | Flash Fiction | 5 |

“Pescaria no Parque das Timbaúbas” Juazeiro do Norte, Brazil. CC3.0 photo by MacioFeitosa For this...

One Day

by Craig Anderson | Aug 30, 2020 | Flash Fiction, Uncategorized | 0 |

Image Caption: Fantasia in Morocco. CC photo by Maxim Massalitin For this week’s...

The Bag

by Craig Anderson | Aug 23, 2020 | Flash Fiction, Uncategorized | 0 |

Flash! Friday’s is back! For those that don’t remember (because it has been a while) FF is a weekly flash fiction competition where they post a photo prompt, a word limit and an element you have to include. A bunch...

Rookie Numbers

by Craig Anderson | Jun 2, 2018 | Flash Fiction, Gaming | 0 |

“What is that?” I ask, gesturing to the 4ft runt standing before me. He’s wearing tattered clothes and has goggles on his head.

Carlos grins. “That is our tank…”

“Our tank? He looks like a stiff breeze would kill him. We are heading into the deepest, darkest dungeon that Rithwir has to offer. The lowest level monster in there will be in the 200’s. We need someone capable of taking hits in the thousands.” I turn to the runt. “What is your current HP?”

“57.”

Time Served

by Craig Anderson | May 31, 2018 | Flash Fiction | 0 |

I stare at the young man before me and try to control the tone of my voice. “I’m afraid it isn’t the news that we hoped for. There are still signs of the cancer.”

He forces a smile, always putting on a brave face. “What does this mean doc? More chemo?”

“I’m afraid that’s not an option, you’re already too weak. We’d be putting you at greater risk for a nominal chance of success.”

“Ok, so now what?”

“Now it is just a question of time.”