Tag: Flash Fiction

  • Review: Indies Unlimited 2018 Editors’ Choice Flash Fiction Anthology

    Take a look at this wonderful review of Indies Unlimited 2018 Editors’ Choice Flash Fiction Anthology On Big Al’s Books & Pals

    http://booksandpals.blogspot.com/2020/11/review-indies-unlimited-2018-editors.html

    Available on Amazon

    STAR TOUCHED

    STAR TOUCHED

    Sometimes it’s hard to be who you are meant to be.

    Especially when your powers can get you killed.

    Eighteen-year-old Tatiana is running from her past and her star-touched powers eight years after a meteor devastates earth’s population.

    Her power to heal may be overshadowed by more destructive abilities. Fleeing the persecution of those like her, Tatiana seeks refuge in a small town she once visited. But this civil haven, in a world where society has broken down, is beginning to crumble.

    Only by harnessing the very forces that haunt her can Tatiana save her friends…and herself.

    WOLF DAWN

    WOLF DAWN

    A Hidden Past – A Deadly Secret

    Gifted with the ability to wolf-talk, Kara has lived with the wolves since she lost her memories eight years ago. Now at sixteen, snippets of her past send her searching for answers.

    But the warm welcome she receives in the human village hides more danger than life with the pack.

  • Indies Unlimited Flash Fiction Winner

    My latest entry to the Indies Unlimited Flash Fiction Challenge won this week.

    Check it out.

  • Arisia 2020 Preliminary Schedule

    I’ll be attending my first Arisia this January. Here is my preliminary schedule. I’ll let you know of any changes.

    Friday – 5:30 PM — Where Shall I Begin?

    Gordon Linzner, James Hailer, A. L. Kaplan, Alex Feinman, Kristin Janz

    The easy answer to starting a story is beginning the moment the conflict is introduced, but how do you know when that is? Answering this question and whether or not to prologue, panelists will explore the unique challenge of starting a story in settings with thousands of different worlds, millennia of history, and dozens of characters.

    Sunday – 2:30 PM – Writing in Brief

    A. L. Kaplan, Timothy Goyette, Ian Randal Strock, Laurence Raphael Brothers

    Could Flash fiction (stories shorter than 1000 words) be one of the literary forms best adapted for the Tweeting, FOMO, Entertainment-on-Demand moment we are living in? What are writers doing with the ultra short story? How can 1000 or less words really be enough to tell a complete (or mostly complete) story. Panelists will bring examples of flash fiction (which in some cases could be read entire) and techniques for boiling fiction to its most basic elements.

    January 17-20, 2020: Arisia
    Westin Boston Waterfront
    425 Summer Street
    Boston, MA 02210
    “New England’s Largest, Most Diverse Sci-Fi & Fantasy Convention”

    See you there!

    Don’t forget to pick up your copy of

    Star Touched       and     Wolf Dawn

    Startouched front cover2   Wolf Dawn 13

  • SPECIAL GUEST

    special guest edit

    “Santa?”

    Mable stared at the man in the red coat passed out on her lawn and the overturned sled, ignoring the reindeer munching on her shrubs. Empty beer cans, cookie crumbs, and scraps from her Christmas ham littered the ground. The man’s eyes cracked opened, then slammed shut.

    “Hey. Wake up.”

    “Turn off that damned light,” he groaned. “Let me die in peace.”

    “I can’t turn off the sun,” said Mable. “Get up before a kid sees you.”

    “Quit nagging. You sound like Mrs. Clause.”

    “Well, she’s probably worried sick about you.

    Santa belched. “I doubt that very much. She threw me out after the company party last week. All because of one little kiss. Okay, maybe a bit more than a kiss, but it’s not my fault. Someone spiked my milk and covered the ceiling with mistletoe. I couldn’t stop kissing everyone.”

    Mable didn’t believe what she was hearing. This was not how she pictured jolly old Saint Nick. “So explain that to Mrs. Clause.”

    “I tried, but she just can’t get past the surveillance video. Neither can the elves. The restraining order says I can’t go within 500 miles of the North Pole.” Tears ran down his face. “I’m never drinking milk again. You have to help. I’ve been set up.”

    “Me? What can I do?”

    “You’re the one who wants to be a detective. Here’s your chance, detect. Clear my name.”

    Instead of being happy, Mable winced. Her first case was going to be a doozy.

     

    Happy Holidays Y’all

    Don’t forget to pick up a copy of Star Touched and Wolf Dawn for your special someone.

    Star Touched

    Startouched front cover2Eighteen-year-old Tatiana is running from her past and her star-touched powers eight years after a meteor devastates earth’s population. Her power to heal may be overshadowed by more destructive abilities. Fleeing the persecution of those like her, Tatiana seeks refuge in a small town she once visited. But this civil haven, in a world where society has broken down, is beginning to crumble. Will Tatiana flee or stay and fight for the new life she has built? Only by harnessing the very forces that haunt her can Tatiana save her friends…and herself.

     

    Wolf Dawn

    Wolf Dawn 13

     

    A Hidden Past – A Deadly Secret

    Gifted with the ability to wolf-talk, Kara has lived with the wolves since she lost her memories eight years ago. Now at sixteen, snippets of her past send her searching for answers.

    But the warm welcome she receives in the human village hides more danger than life with the pack.

  • WOLF NOTES: An Uncommon Interview – G J Stevens

    081Welcome to WOLF NOTES, where interview questions stray from the rest of the pack. It’s nice to know the usual stuff like where an author gets their inspiration and why they write, but sometimes we need a little fun in our lives.

    Give a big wolf welcome to GJ Stevens

    29066376_1078869432253464_3932930084414947328_oGJ Stevens started writing fiction at the age of thirty. He describes his style of writing as popular fiction which usually has some sort of Sci-Fi or paranormal element, but he is on a journey and won’t pigeon hole himself into one genre. Even as a degree level engineer with a large family and a full-time career in a serious profession with plenty of adult responsibilities, he has always had an artistic and creative side. After years of self-suppression, the flood gates opened and his novel, In The End, is the culmination of many years of finding time from nowhere to learn the craft.

    Whilst working to self-publish his first novel, GJ, real name Gareth, chose to document his publishing journey in an open-book and honest fashion and through his blog he lays bare his journey, detailing his mistakes and the findings of his research as he treads his way into publishing.

    As a lover of the outdoors, every year he spends weekends out in the desolate countryside of the UK hiking and camping with his long-time friends which he uses as inspiration for both his creative fiction works and the subject of many a blog post. GJ Stevens is on the beginning of his publishing journey and wants to share the highs and lows with anyone who will listen.

    Wolf: Do you consider yourself a cat person, or a dog person?

    Gareth: A dog person. I grew up with a dog in the family but as an adult I’m allergic to both cats and dogs. I get my dog fix vicariously through my best friend’s black lab.

    Wolf: I’m a dog person too. (Shouldn’t be a surprise for a wolf.) While walking in the woods you come across…

    Gareth: A sight I knew I would see eventually. I’d taken to the woods to get away. Walking between the trees because it felt safe, despite each step taken with care, a glance to where my feet might trip, might snap a branch or twig and turn their heads, might force me to run, to find some other place of safety

    This is an adapted version of one of my favourite flash fiction pieces I have pinned on my twitter account.

    Wolf: Cool. If you could have a super power, what would it be?

    Gareth: Invisibility, until I really think about it. I’d like to be left alone to write, but I’d have to be able to turn the power on and off. I love my family and friends and wouldn’t want that to end just because they can’t see me! I’m an introvert when it comes to creativity but weirdly confident and somewhat more extrovert when it comes to normal life.

    Wolf: That would be a great power. It seems like every time I sit down to write someone walks in the room or calls. Maybe I should try closing the door. Speaking of doors:

    There is a door at the end of a dark, damp corridor. You hear rumbling. What do you do?

    Gareth: Shout at the TV and tell myself not to take a single step forward. When I realize I’m not on the TV, I’ll look around for anything heavy to swing. If nothing is at hand then I’ll check my pockets for a pen and paper so I can immortalize the moment, ready for adding the scene to my next book.

    Wolf: The world is about to end. What is the first thing you do?

    Gareth: Find my wife and hold her in my arms. If I’ve got a little longer then gather together with my friends and family and empty the wine stocks from the house.

    Wolf: I’ll drink to that. What five items would you want to have in a post-cataclysmic world?

    Gareth: This is very fitting. My first novel to be published is set at the start of a world changing event and I blog about preparing for the worst by packing a bug out bag. With the bag you’re limited to what you can carry on your back, but if I could only take five items they would be a water filtration straw so you can drink water from almost any source, my micro-pick for defense. It’s lightweight and packs a great punch suitable for all types of post-cataclysmic scenarios. A roll of gaffer type, the swiss army knife of survival. The final items would be a sleeping bag and my multi-fuel compact camping stove.

    gjstevens.com/2018/07/16/emergency-kit-bug-out-bag-v2-0/

    Wolf: You are ready to go. Let’s hope you never need to used it. I think my character, Tatiana, would have loved your bag. What story are you working on now?

    Gareth: I’m editing the follow up to my first novel In The End. It’s is as-of-yet unnamed, but follows the same timeline as the first novel but from another, completely different perspective.

    Wolf: What do you like to do when you’re not writing?

    Gareth: I work full time and have a wonderful family and group of close friends. When I get chance, I like to hike with my friends but I only get the chance to do that once or twice a year.

    Wolf: Thanks for stopping by. You can connect with GJ Stevens through these links:

    Social Media Links:
    www.gjstevens.com
    https://www.facebook.com/gjstevensauthor/
    Twitter: @stevens_GJ

    STAR TOUCHED

    CAN YOU BE WHO YOU ARE MEANT TO BE?

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  • SNOWBALL SAVES THE DAY

    20150129_133654Everywhere that Snowball looked he saw sad faces and drooped shoulders. Sally at the salon pat his head and gave a halfhearted smile. Even Happy Harold from the hardware store looked dejected.

    All the gloomy faces made Snowball’s big brown eyes feel as blue as the clear sky. Snow Town hadn’t had any precipitation in months. Now it looked like there wouldn’t be a white Christmas. Tourists didn’t want to visit a snowless Snow Town. Some had already turned around to head for damper locations, making the town’s future look dim.

    Snowball shivered, but not from the biting cold or the wind that whipped his fur up into a demented pom-pom. Five years ago he’d been a frightened, scrawny, half-starved pup. The people of Snow Town rescued him and gave him a loving new forever home. Now it was his turn to help them. If only he could make it snow.

    The smell of Peta’s meat pie from the pizza place made Snowball’s mouth water. He had to stop and shake the delicious smell from his mind so he could focus on finding snow. Pizza couldn’t help. Or could it? Snowball jumped onto the counter and grabbed a jar of parmesan. With bounding leaps he spread the stuff around town, covering it with a layer of delicious white cheese. It didn’t take long for his people to understand his plan and join in the sprinkling. A few Facebook posts later, tourists flocked to see the best smelling ‘snowdrifts’ ever.

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  • A. L. Kaplan Wins Another Flash Fiction Challenge

    A. L. Kaplan is the Readers’ Choice in this week’s Indies Unlimited Flash Fiction Challenge. The winning entry is decided by the popular vote and rewarded with a special feature on Indies Unlimited.

     

     

     

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  • A. L. Kaplan Wins Indies Unlimited Flash Fiction Challenge

    A. L. Kaplan Wins Flash Fiction Challenge

    A. L. Kaplan is the Readers’ Choice in this week’s Indies Unlimited Flash Fiction Challenge. The winning entry is decided by the popular vote and rewarded with a special feature on their site today.

     

     

     

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  • Fire Hot Rescue

    lime-flame

    “Drop that hose here, Ryan. Hook it up fast. I want to wash off the road and get out of this uniform.”

    “I hear you. Having to wear the oxygen tanks as well isn’t fair. How did we get stuck with solo clean-up duty?”

    “You know darn well why. How did you ever talk me into a lime Jell-O balloon toss?”

    “Everyone at the street festival had a blast, especially with the Jell-O balloons. Food scraps are everywhere. This is more than just our mess. The rest of the squad should be here.”

    “Well, maybe if you hadn’t smashed a balloon on the captain’s daughter they would be.”

    “She sure looked hot in that white dress, soaked and clinging to her skin.”

    “You mean green and sticky. I’d rather face a five alarm fire than the flames in the Captains eyes. Jenny may never speak to you again.”

    “I don’t know, James. There she is now.”

    “Hi, boys. Either of you need a drink? Got some fresh lime-aid.”

    “Cute, Jenny. I’d love some. Sorry about your dress. Hope there’s no hard feelings.”

    “Of course not, Ryan. You were just havin’ fun. Want some, James?”

    “No thanks, Jenny. Hey, Ryan, you okay? Your face is turning bright red and your eyes are watering.”

    “Oh dear. So sorry, Ryan. I must have gotten some ghost pepper in that lime-aid you just guzzled. Hope there’s no hard feelings.”

    “Wow, that’s hot stuff, Ryan. Good thing we have a fire hose.”

     

     

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  • RIVER GODS

    20160813_131602Sheets of water streamed behind Mark Mayfield’s speedboat as he turned hard at yet another twist of the Tuscahana River. Adrenaline soared through his veins. Navigating these hairpin turns at high speed took all his concentration.  Some called the annual River Gods race cursed because of the many accidents. Still, racers flocked yearly.

    Today Mark’s luck held. His nearest competitor was a half mile back. Eight others had flipped or run aground on the dangerous waterway. Hundreds of people cheered along the steep banks as he made the last turn. Victory hung before him, then a movement in the shadow caught his attention. Golden eyes blinked from the darkness beneath a group of children who dangling their legs over the edge. A mud colored limb struck a stick standing in the water beneath them. The ground shifted. Rows of jagged teeth smiled at Mark as he raced past.

    All thoughts of the finishing the race vanished. Mark yanked the speedboat into a tight turn only inches from the black and white checked strip hanging across the river. The crowd gasped as he headed upstream and buried his boat into the crevasse under the children just as the ground gave way. Mark sat, heart pounding, as a red stain ooze from under the boat, thankful none of the children were hurt.

    No one knew what kind of creature Mark had smashed that day. There was little left to examine. But there were a lot fewer accidents during future River Gods races.

     

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