by sharricharan | Aug 16, 2016 | Flash Fiction, Writing
Candy. She’s sweet like sticky, salty caramels. Wrapped up in fancy paper, costing twice as much as regular milk caramels. Sticky–because it’s dangerous to even look at her. If I stare too long, she’ll notice. If she doesn’t notice,...
by sharricharan | Aug 7, 2016 | Flash Fiction
“They are just sitting there,” Elantra said. She swiped a fry from Detective Osborne’s plate, her blue-eyed gaze fixed at a point somewhere beyond the diner’s front door. He gave her a look for that insult to his personal space, but continued to work his way through...
by sharricharan | Aug 7, 2016 | Flash Fiction
PROMPT : TORCH “I’m not carrying a torch for anyone!” Julienne grumbled. She ducked the incoming headslap from her older brother. “Definitely not for that jerk and not even for you.” She scowled. Her older brother, Merton, gave her a...
by sharricharan | Aug 6, 2016 | Flash Fiction
Middle. She was always the middle. Never first. Never last. Just stuck. Right there. In the middle. In the shadow of Jamie’s greatness. In the wake of Allison’s brilliance. Plain old Sherry. Their music teacher, Mrs. Grey scowled fiercely over the top of her tiny...
by sharricharan | Aug 5, 2016 | Flash Fiction
“Dating?” Janae sputtered. “That’s not–that’s– I don’t have to answer that.” Her face grew redder and she squared her shoulders. Her mother gave her a Look. “Is that what we’re saying these...
