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Monthly Microfiction published here on this blog - twelve stories, all 300 words or less

 

Free to read online:

Best Friends Forever - Trembling with Fear - The Horror Tree - May 26, 2024

Someone Again - Black Ink Fiction Weekly Drabbles - May 2022

  • A ghost story drabble inspired by the loss of an old friend

Just a Quarter - Dark Recesses Press Webzine - February 16, 2022  

  • A horror story reminding us all that no good deed goes unpunished

The Corn Maze - Trembling with Fear - May 14, 2021

  •  A slasher story told in three drabbles

Persephone's Desire - Whispers and Echoes - March 8, 2021

  • A brief story about the Goddess of Spring

The First Spring - Whispers and Echoes - March 3, 2021

  • A happy tale about a tiny ice planet's first springtime

Next - Trembling with Fear - January 24, 2021

  •  A dark family reunion

The Battle - Trembling with Fear - November 20, 2020  

  •  A trio of drabbles about a difficult choice

 

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