In wait of the kids coming home from school, I hopped over to Spelk Fiction and had myself a little read – Mice in the Attic by Ann Zimmerman.
The main character’s grandfather blew a hole in the ceiling with his shotgun…to kill the mice in the attic.
One day the MC’s wife tells him there are mice in the attic and he places a trap there. He catches a mouse but the wife tells him there are more. They hardly see each other because she’s working all the time, but still she has time to complain about the mice…
I liked this, just a short flash but there is a whole lot more than mice going on.
I think it’s time to rename the Friday Short Fiction Club to the ‘any day of the week short fiction club’ or something…so a Sunday read today. I had a cup of coffee and hopped on to Spelk Fiction, and was greeted by Gooseberry by Amanda Saint.
I love a flash of insanity and Gooseberry is just that. A woman is clinging to her childhood and can’t accept that her friend has moved on. In just a few lines Ms Saint paints a picture that allows us to see the world from a slightly disturbing perspective. And if you have a stalker friend, be careful :).
If you have two minutes on your hands that you don’t know what to do with, head over there, perhaps you’ll get an urge to match your clothing with your best friend.
I feel like I start every Friday post by saying it’s Friday – but today it really is Friday. You know how it is when you can feel it in your entire body, tiredness tugging at your limbs as well as your eyelids.
When I got home from work today, that was how I felt. Hubby and I brewed us some coffee, he sat down with his guitar and I sat down in front of the computer. So with a coffee cup in hand and the kids running around playing in the background, I hopped on to Horror Scribes.
Their website is a grid of stories and interviews and in the first row, middle post I saw Breakfast, Then Death by Claire L. Smith. It sounded like a perfectly good title for a story so I clicked it.
There is a woman on a bed and a hammer in the snow, there is blood and a saucepan, and there is Death. I don’t know if enjoyed is the right word but it’s the one I’m going to use. I loved the details, the dripping and wobbly legs.
If you have a minute, maybe two to spare…if you have kids interrupting you might need five, but you won’t regret those five minutes. Head over to Horror Scribes.
Changing up my schedule a bit, there was no time to either read or write a blog post yesterday so instead, I poured myself a cup of coffee, tuned out the kids as they played next to me, and found myself a flash – Before the Storm by Alex Sheal.
This is not horror, I thought I should point that out since I most often end up there. It’s not especially happy but no blood and gore. It’s about one of those moments, the things we sometimes do simply to escape. I saw it recommended in an article and clicked the link. I’m not sorry I did.
A man meets a woman at a bar, they’re drunk and end up at her place. The imagery is amazing.
So if you have a couple of minutes to spare, head over to 3:AM Magazine (Whatever it is, they’re against it – love that slogan LOL) and read it.
At first, I thought I’d do an ordinary Friday Short Fiction Club post but then… I haven’t said anything about the year that has passed or what I’m looking forward to in 2018. I don’t really know what I want to accomplish during 2018, write some I guess LOL, but, I thought I’d share my top 5 short reads of 2017.
Now, I’ve read some great stories and some not so great. If I were to re-read them I might not pick the same ones I do now, but scrolling through my posts these five were the ones I lingered by.
Pretty Paper, Pretty Ribbons of Blue: This is a really good Christmas horror flash that I loved. And While talking about Christmas stories I’ll sneak in Black Christmas here too because it’s one of the stories from the Short Fiction Advent Calendar that stays with me.
Sweet Tooth: This year I’ve read three fo the six Sweet Tooth stories out there and as silly as it is with a vampire running a support group for those who want to give up live feeding I love Dr Pierce – not his real name.
Three Days: This short story is rather gruesome, or more than rather. A nuclear bomb has fallen and we get to follow the destruction to the bitter end.
Manufacturing Margaret: This is a great Sci-Fi short story, funny and bloody and brilliant. Margaret used to be a taxi but now she’s with her man…only he’s not with her. I’ll sneak in another here because this year I also read A New York Tale which is another short Sci-Fi with a humanoid robot that I enjoyed.
Going Somewhere Else: Last we have this short little Sci-Fi flash about an adventurer who’s going on a trip that will never end. This reminded me of a short story by Pär Lagerkvist called En Hjältes Död (I don’t think it’s been translated to English, or I’ve never managed to find it at least) and that story jarred something inside of me when I read it as a teen.
As for my writing during 2017… I wrote quite a few stories during the first half of the year, and then I didn’t write that many.
For the last day, I’ve saved A Very Christmas Sweet Tooth by R.M. Huffman. Earlier this year I’ve read both Sweet Tooth and Sweet Tooth: Lord of Pies, but now it’s time for my favourite vampire psychiatrist, Dr. Pierce’s, to celebrate Christmas.
I do love these short little stories and A Very Christmas Sweet Tooth definitely had its moments my favourite still is Sweet Tooth. But, as soon as I decided to do this advent calendar I bought the Sweet Tooth Omnibus because I wanted to read this story. There will be more of Dr. Pierce in the future.
But, for now, this is it. It’s been fun doing the Short Fiction Advent Calendar despite there being a few moments of panic when I haven’t had a story read and have been forced to find something quick.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
On Christmas Eve, Dr. Pierce admits a patient who seems to be “seeing things.” When her hallucination turns out to be real, it’s up to Pierce to deliver his own version of a Christmas miracle.
For me, it’s the night before Christmas today. In Sweden, we celebrate on Christmas Eve so what would be more fitting than reading Night before Christmas by Ash D?
I found this little story over at Horror Scribes and it’s quite an interesting piece. Every year Jimmy dresses up as Santa and lowers himself into the chimney of a house where a child is waiting for him. He loves doing it, but this year doesn’t turn out the way he’d thought it would. It all starts with him getting stuck in the chimney and it only gets worse from there.
Night before Christmas is just a short tale, I think Horror Scribes has a rule of maximum 300 words so it’s thereabout, but it’s well worth the read.