Tag Archives: Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER: #50

Posted on December 11, 2019 by Michael

Image : Postmans December Pexels 2019 He’d done it so many times, and this year for some reason it was harder than ever. The cold seemed to wrap around him, as insulated as he was he felt it inching through … Continue reading →

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Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Week #33

Posted on August 19, 2019 by Michael

It seemed such a good idea at the time. She was single. He was single. Why not? This thought echoed in his mind as if waiting clarification, it was a good idea. Building up the courage and justifying to himself, … Continue reading →

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Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Week #31 – Old Hugo

Posted on August 6, 2019 by Michael

Image: https://morguefile.com/creative/GaborfromHungary/47/all _DSC7938   Old Hugo was the last of the big trout. He had eluded fishermen for years. Johnno was an expert on fly fishing, having created some sought after flies. Johnno took it upon himself to get his … Continue reading →

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Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Week #30 – At Five Past Four.

Posted on July 25, 2019 by Michael

Four o’clock was the hour they had awaited. It was the time everything would end. As the hour approached, there was panic as people tried all sorts of ways to stop the inevitable. Some dug shelters, stocked them with food … Continue reading →

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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018: WEEK #41 – Bad Luck.

Posted on October 10, 2018 by Michael

Image: August MorgueFIle 2018 1415390688o66bl It was all there was left. A pair of shoes size seven. Why leave his shoes behind was a puzzle for us all. After all, it was thought he valued life and his shoes in … Continue reading →

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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018: WEEK #39 – The Old Man

Posted on September 27, 2018 by Michael

Image: 14946675160vn34 AugustMorgue File The old man was having trouble seeing as he aged. What he once took for granted he now had to concentrate on to see if it was real or not. His mind played tricks on him, … Continue reading →

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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018 WEEK #33 – The Village Bakery

Posted on August 15, 2018 by Michael

Image: Daria Shevtsova pexels-photo-1070945 My aged companion Joyce and I lived in a quaint village in a quainter part of the countryside. The village served everything we needed to satisfy our basic needs. Joyce woke up this morning saying she’d … Continue reading →

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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018 WEEK #28

Posted on July 11, 2018 by Michael

Image: flight-airport-airplane-plane-34631 pixel photo It was the last day of our holiday. We needed to be packed and out the door early to catch our flight home. Joyce, my aged companion, was not happy. The holiday in Morgue had exceeded … Continue reading →

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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018 WEEK #27

Posted on July 5, 2018 by Michael

Image: black-and-white-person-train-motion-42153 Pixel photo After a day’s recovery from her hospital visit Joyce, my aged companion, was ready to go again. Roger our tour guide had organised a train trip to the next destination, the ancient ruins of Old Morgue … Continue reading →

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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018 WEEK #26 Joyce’s Nightmare.

Posted on June 27, 2018 by Michael

Image: Pedro Fogueras pexels-photo-626164 shadow Having conveyed Joyce, my aged companion, to the hospital the night before I had a sleepless night worrying about her. My last sight of her was being bundled into the ER and told it would … Continue reading →

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