Friday Flash Fiction – Remember
Remember by Bryl R. Tyne
Had the immortalized voice of John Lennon not been so compelling, I may not have remembered the moment. But how could I not, with thousands of voices blended in unison inside a square . . . that wasn’t really square. Besides, some outside the square were singing too if I recall. [...]
Friday Flash Fiction – Adirondack Fever excerpt
November brought the first bitter cold to the Deer Hunting Country. Fingers stiff, he struggled to untie the brittle leather laces and, in turn, remove each boot. He exhaled into his cupped hands, warming them before massaging one stocking-covered foot then the other. Though his toes were numb, they had feeling.
He tugged up his trouser [...]
Friday Flash Fiction – He Smiled
Wasn’t the first time I’d seen him. Though tonight, as was each night, the sight of him across the crowded room left me breathless. He moved from clique to clique, his smile never wavering, his full lips seemingly fuller with each sip from his champagne.
I mimicked him, sipping my own, admiring his broad knuckled [...]
Friday Flash Fiction – Into the Heart of Will
You can protest all you want, but it won’t do you any good…
I’ll show her. Charlie flipped then brought the Bowie butt end down. “Won’t do you any good,” he repeated aloud, the slight comment burning his already dry tongue. Three hammers and a couple twists crushed the tablets into fine powder. “I’ll be [...]
Friday Flash Fiction — Forsaken
How apropos, the nineteenth floor ledge on the verge of his nineteenth birth date, he stepped up and wobbled. Perspiration and tears, trickled evenly along his chiseled face. He caught his balance, the once stunning blue of his eyes dulling grayer with each spent tear. Just do it . . . .
Perched less than [...]
Friday Flash Fiction – Negotiating Texas
Negotiating Texas by Bryl R. Tyne
(excerpt from a WIP)
Wasn’t the wisest business decision I’d ever made. Every other day, stretching my lunch hour into two had become a necessity of late, though. Better to avoid stress causing incidents than risk the fluctuations in blood pressure. Dr. Canton assured me, my health would benefit if I [...]
Friday Flash Fiction – Coin Op Boy
Coin Operated Boy Copyright 2009 Bryl R. Tyne
(unedited excerpt)
His eyes opened to darkness. With a simple command, he adjusted his vision to the lack of light. Cold and empty shells, once full of life, were crammed, shoulder to shoulder, front to back, on every side. Twisted together, some skinless others not, disembodied limbs, wires and [...]
Friday Flash Fiction – Never
Never by Bryl R. Tyne
He lingered near the street lamp, at the back of the crowd of many. Onlookers, some curious others watching with their discerning stares, waited for me to make a mistake. Sure, I was capable of messing up, blowing my cover. I’d done it more than a dozen times before. Of course [...]
Friday Flash Fiction – Bastard
How apropos for a Friday Flash, caught with my pants down again. So, I’m posting a ficlet we m/m authors had the joy of throwing together over Labor Day Weekend at Literary Nymphs Chat group. Members offered the prompts, Authors gave them one hell of a selection of under 2000-word short stories. As you’re reading, [...]
Friday Flash Fiction – I have a pistol
Forgot to flash last Friday, scatterbrain that I am. This here’s from my Western WIP for an anthology from Noble Romance.
*note: anyone with a better grasp on the Spanish language, help…please.
Working Title: Lleva una Pistola
Weren’t but a handful a minutes later, them two come traipsing inside. From the [...]
