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...
by sharricharan | Jul 8, 2016 | Flash Fiction, Uncategorized, Writing
Some things you should never have to do twice in your life. Like sifting through the knickknacks and personal effects for a strong man who died before his time. Before I was ready to let him go. His home office is a mess—just like his carefree, happy-go-lucky kind of...
by sharricharan | Jun 27, 2016 | Flash Fiction, Writing
Her voice is like a corkscrew, boring deeper into my psyche than I want it to, curving wickedly through my bare consciousness and scarring the barriers I’ve constructed. I am not thinking straight. I am not thinking crooked. What mother would do this? What mother in...
by sharricharan | Feb 23, 2016 | Flash Fiction
PROMPT : STRICT Saffron rolled her eyes. “My parents are not strict,” she huffed, for the fifth time that morning. It was starting to wear on her nerves, particularly the way that neither of her friends seemed to think it was offensive to constantly share that bit of...
by sharricharan | Feb 22, 2016 | Flash Fiction
PROMPT : LOOK “It’s just one look,” Jason rolled his eyes. “Like, how bad could that be?” “We’re not supposed to be here,” Nathan griped. “We’re really not supposed to be here.” “Quit whining, we’re halfway there already.” “We could get killed if they find us.” Jason...
