It’s been a while since I posted any fiction.  Here’s a very short story I wrote this morning…

The guards stepped in to restore order after the unspoken order had already been restored.  Hmongs and Laotians presided over cell block B and over prisoner 4287554.  Joey DiMarco had been inside long enough to know the unspoken operations.  The schedule was always the same in minimum security: breakfast, work, lunch, work, exercise, dinner and lockdown.  Minor uprisings screwed with the order of things.  A new inmate challenged the unspoken order; everyone was penalized.

“It’s always the Italians,” Joey said quietly to the block wall.  Prisoner 4287554 had taken a vow of semi-silence, speaking only when spoken to; his vow did not keep him from talking to himself.  During times of unrest, especially now, when the commotion was caused by a fellow-Italian, Joey worried in whispers.  118 days until Read the rest of this entry »

She moved to town in the middle of the school year.  I don’t know why.  You always invent stories to fill in the blanks.  Her mom had probably just left her dad, forcing her to move in with her grandparents.  Maybe her dad had just gotten a job in the iron mines.  One of the two I suppose, but I never asked.  It was October or early November, about the worst time you could go to a new school.  All of the other new kids had enough time to make friends and become regular kids.  If you go to a new school in the middle of the year, you’ll never, ever really have any friends.  She left the school with as many friends as she had when she entered it.

Mr. Carlson introduced her in my fourth hour science class.  You know how this is done.  Everyone has to say their name and one thing interesting about themselves.  “My name is Pete and i want to keep reading

Flash Fiction: short stories under a thousand words.  I woke up grumpy and pounded this out before I had to do some real work.  I don’t have a title.  You can give it one in the comment section, if you’d like.  Its not really spiritual, but then again it kind of is, I don’t know.  So, here’s the story.  I hope you laugh at it… click to laugh