by sharricharan | Jan 4, 2016 | Flash Fiction, Writing
PROMPT : BUNCH “Lyla, grab a bunch of that, would you?” Grandpa stirred the cauldron, sniffing at the herbal aroma wafting out. “Red, purple or yellow?” I called back, squinting up at the ribbon-tied bundles of herbs and flowers in the drying shed. “Purple, I think,”...
by sharricharan | Jan 2, 2016 | Flash Fiction, Uncategorized
PROMPT WORD : PORTAL “Jenna?” Gimeal crouched beside the ground torch, pressing the spikes into the squelching dirt. “We need to hurry it up, darlin. They’ll be on us in a few and I—we need to get as far away from here as we can.” Jenna didn’t answer, but Gimeal...
by sharricharan | Jan 1, 2016 | Flash Fiction, Writing
“I object!” Maria Santiago leapt to her feet, dark eyes flashing. “in the name of all that is blessed in this forsaken country, I object!” “Sit down, woman!” The General hissed. His face had grown red even though he struggled to...
by sharricharan | Jul 27, 2015 | Flash Fiction
PROMPT : PEELING Timed : five minutes. A/N: Uh…yeah. This one’s kind of weird–at least, weird for me. Sorry? 😛 He peeled his feet off the floor and began to poke at the rubbery toes with one metal-tipped finger. “It’s not too...
by sharricharan | Jul 24, 2015 | Flash Fiction
“It’s…nice,” Marina finished. She cast a look around the rocky interior and inwardly shuddered at the lack of natural light. This was a bad idea. Had been a bad idea. Would forever remain as the stupidest thing that she had ever let herself be talked into until the...
by sharricharan | Jul 17, 2015 | Flash Fiction
“Screenplay?” He frowned. “That’s not the most lucrative career, dearest. Why don’t you try something a little more–liberating?” “Like what, skydiving?” “Er, no. There’s death in that.”...
