Flash 7/2010, #1: Polenth Blake
Through Amber Eyes
The cat is washing herself on the rug. I kneel down to show her my fresh whiskers. “Meow,” I say. She flicks her tail in disdain, as though I’m any other human.
Dad looks up from his newspaper. “Eyra, stop that.” Read more: HTML
In This Issue: Jake Freivald
In This Issue
A girl gradually discovers who she is; a son revisits his parents’ sunken city; a woman and a robot reach for things they want and can’t have. Also another Classic Flash from Lord Dunsany, and in a work of criticism, Mark Twain is the Deerslayer-slayer. Enjoy! Read more: HTML
Flash 7/2010, #2: Indrapramit Das
“Look, sweetheart,” she said, her chin moving against my head as she spoke.... Read more: HTML
Flash 7/2010, #3: Tom Crosshill
Sandra Plays for the Cast-Iron Man
Sandra hadn’t noticed him in the audience. How could she have? They came every night and sat at their tables with rattles and creaks. Gray-blue visages bathed in the golden light from Outside. Here a steel leg crossed over a many-jointed knee, there a dozen long fingers laced together in a steeple. Read more: HTML
Classic Flash #39: Lord Dunsany
On the hill was an old worn castle with a watch-tower, and a well with narrow steps and water in it still.
The watch-tower, staring South with neglected windows, faced a broad valley full of the pleasant twilight and the hum of evening things:... Read more: HTML
For Writers: Mark Twain
Before Your Next Critique Group...
Can you imagine getting that kind of critique from Mark Twain?
That’s what happened to James Fenimore Cooper and his novel The Deerslayer. Just wow. And yet there are good lessons in there, too. Read more: HTML