Posts Tagged ‘ Spinetingler Flash Fiction ’

Flash Fiction: Harvest of Smiles by Jason Ridler

December 7, 2012
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From behind the dirty register, butterfly-knife safe in your back pocket, you try and bask in the glow of the magazine rack. Pasty fumes are thicker than blood in your veins. They pump from your aching heart that craves a grin of disdain, lips that promise everything but the chance to taste them. Sports,...

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Flash Fiction: It’s All Peanuts by Emma Deanston

November 30, 2012
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From an email folder labeled „Personal Chef Business“, subfolder „Clients (former)“, on the computer of Laura Schneider. *** From: Saskia Gerhart Received: January 9th, 2012 Subject: Hired   Laura, I wish your food was more original, but this could work. Paul had three slices of the pot roast and took the leftovers to the...

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Flash Fiction: Arranger By Christopher E. Long

November 16, 2012
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The two men walking into the house wear white protective suits and rubber boots. The house is dark and hollow, like a dead tree decomposing from the inside out. They are met with an overpowering smell of decay and rot that hangs in the air like a thick cloud of dust. “What’s that smell?”...

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Flash Fiction: Me and You and the Loup-Garou by Duncan Jones

November 2, 2012
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It’s cold outside. The east wind is snuffling around the door. It whines and pants, smelling the warmth within. It lays its bulk against the house; the door creaks, but doesn’t give. The wind moans its disappointment, and scrabbles at the windowpanes. “It’s just me, and you, and the loup-garou,” she says, and I...

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Flash Fiction: Pool and Ice Cream by Peter Anderson

October 26, 2012
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They continued to shoot pool well past 11:30 in the dimly lit pool hall despite both having to teach the next day.  Doug came from America and Steve from post-industrial Walesand like most Western 20-somethings in a non-descript Chinese city they taught English to kids who didn’t seem particularly interested in learning it. That...

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Flash Fiction: Unrestricted Diet by Gary Clifton

October 19, 2012
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“Body parts all over the dammed place, McCoy,” the Homicide Captain tossed me the folder.  He was dead-on.  She’d been thirtyish, attractive and hung around a neighborhood bar, Juggies. Red Harper chewed his nasty cigar and surveyed the scene, a beautiful day in an immaculately manicured city park, now strewn with bits, pieces, and...

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Flash Fiction: First Edition by Warren Bull

October 12, 2012
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“They say you’re the best mystery writer alive,” said the husky man. With callused fingers, he shoved two copies of Death Technician at me for signing. I’d noticed him shifting his weight from foot to foot, glaring at me when I spent time talking with anyone in line who brought my novel to the...

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Flash Fiction: The Memory Hole by Gary Clifton

August 17, 2012
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Charlie Patcher had disappeared.   A runt, even for age nine, he lived in a trailer park with his mama, Shena, a crack whore.   Step-daddy was biker badass “Scruffer”.  Child Protective Services had been out there and unless they were blind, should have yanked the kid. Everybody was looking for Charlie in bushes and creeks...

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Flash Fiction: Whips on Fire by Ursula Wong

August 10, 2012
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Albert saw dark clouds on the horizon and knew he was in for trouble. He waved his arms into the air.  “Get goin’,” he yelled. He watched the cows as they lumbered through the gate and into the pasture, many walking head to tail along a narrow path that meandered around rocks and juniper...

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Flash Fiction: Losing my Religion by K. A. Laity

June 29, 2012
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“I could do it,” Tony said as I started the engine. “Believe me. Easy.” I backed the Subaru up then eased away from the kerb. An old lady in a Ford pulled into the spot almost before I got out. Life in the congestion zone. “Might better open up a car park. You’d get...

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Flash Fiction: Armegeddon Short by Gary Clifton

June 8, 2012
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Rule of thumb:  in the station house, you’ll find some brilliant cops, some dumb as dirt, and a few crazy as a fruit orchard boar.  Some take the job just to tote around a gun, some to actually serve and protect, and others God knows why.   I learned pretty quick, my new partner in...

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Flash Fiction: An Accidental Death by Phyllis Smallman

May 25, 2012
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Cash was missing. Once again,  Aunt Kay and I went looking for my brother Scott. We found him at my parents, in the backyard where he was supposed to be redoing the patio while they were on vacation. Scott wasn’t alone. “Figures.” My disgust was boundless but Aunt Kay’s reaction was rage. She charged...

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Flash Fiction: The Tell-Tale Heartbreak by Mark Rosenblum

May 18, 2012
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“It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night.” The Tell-Tale Heart By Edgar Allan Poe How it got there I did not know nor care.  With a mounting sense of dread, I quickly snatched the single sheet of college ruled note...

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Flash Fiction: The Biggest Balls In Henderson County by Gary Clifton

April 13, 2012
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Billy Fred Holloway, hatched down in Florence Hollow, had always been a mean sucker – not tough, just mean.  He spread the word he was in the arson business; even painted a match on the door of his F150.  He  wasn’t afraid of no law ‘cuz by damn he had the absolute biggest balls...

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Flash Fiction: Toad Skin and Yellow Eyes by S. Zainab Williams

March 23, 2012
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Everything hurts. Feels like a tree rolled over me. And my throat is so dry. I’m trying to ignore it. I think about Alexis telling me she spied a goblin on the roadside. We had a late start to my sister’s, so I took a shortcut through the mountains. Long-ago prospectors had gutted the...

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Flash Fiction: Preparing the Lure by Rob Kitchin

March 9, 2012
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Jimmy Kiley nudged open the kitchen door with his right foot, a blocky handgun gripped between both hands. Johnny Croft, a man-mountain dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt too small for his massive torso, was standing at the sink, rubbing a plate with a soapy dishcloth. ‘Do you not have a woman to...

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Flash Fiction: Kittens by Stephen Graham Jones

March 2, 2012
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I’ve always felt like I’m a dice roll. Like God and the Devil got into an argument one day, the Devil saying that, if put in X circumstances, for Y years, with Z inclinations and predispositions and defense mechanisms, and the inevitable fascinations and predilections those mechanisms spin off, then anybody would grow up...

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Flash Fiction: The Moron By VR Barkowski

February 24, 2012
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I hate working late, and I hate the dark. When the two converge—like now—life sucks. It’s past midnight, and two blocks of Stygian night lay between the secured lot safeguarding my precious Z4 and me. Park it on the street, my ex tells me. The guy is a moron. On the street? A BMW...

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Flash Fiction: Moonshine by Seth Sherwood

February 17, 2012
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In the winter, we’d speed over the lake, its frozen surface supporting the weight of the car, our bodies and the jars in the trunk. But it’s autumn, so we’re left with no choice but to take the winding roads that twist and curl the same way your hair does when the window is...

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Flash Fiction: Cosmo in the Mourning by Gary Clifton

February 10, 2012
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Special Agent Cosmo Pierre LeBleu sat in the center of the Houston DEA squad-room surrounded by undercover types.  Cosmo was pudgy, balding, with thick glasses. He looked as out of place as Al Capone in church. Group Supervisor Waylon Kitchings, tall, African American, with cold street eyes, called attention.  “Her Highness, the Judge, says...

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