Just some flash fiction to take you into the weekend.
Unlike a usual fiction Friday where I give you a WIP or a bit from the archives, I thought I’d give you a break and some nuggets that have been in my brain for a while. Like the smoke curling from a cigarette in a bus, creating a hazy cloud as four guys travel to their next tour stop, all of them tired and sick of being around each other in such closed quarters. Or the story of a desk, and how it’s been the only stable thing in a bass player’s life, throughout stormy relationships, the band breaking up, and a whole whack of other things. In short,…
So, I’m a bit late in getting this post up. Today has been a busy day. But without futher ado… Prior Parts – here and here
I swear, when he gets here, I’m going to kill him. No. I’m going to kill him, revive him and then kill him again.
More of the WIP that I’ve been working on. Last bit was here.