A Walk in the Desert | Fiction by Mike Stone | Sunday Brunch Tuesday
Tuvi Ornat goes out for a walk, ends up in a cave. Could it be Plato’s? | Short Story | Meta/ Phor(e) /Play
An Idea for a Short Story | Sunday Brunch Tuesday
Stone’s An Idea for a Short Story shows poems’ & stories’ value to being human. | Sunday Brunch Tuesday | MPP
I Dove In | Hybrid Flash
Want to dive into monstrous conversations firing missiles across continental divides? Write your opinion! Hybrid flash by Michael Dickel
The Woman with a Beard Again
She’s slept for a couple of years, nearly, but the woman with a beard has asked to return, and I have obliged her and the toad whose garden she sometimes tends. They can be most insistent. If you have not read some of her history, you can search […]
Flash Surrealism
Programming cultural DNA The troglodyte tree emerged from its cave exactly when three lights lit the evening sky on the New Moon that fell before the birth-month of mother owl. Just a hatchling of course, in her first month, and a growth to maturity away from motherhood—but she […]
Flash Fiction— Late for Dinner
Why she was late for dinner… A bag falls to the sidewalk, glass shatters, wine spills—a ghost woke and walked by her, a forgotten moment now scented by shiraz evaporating on hot cement. These days she simply shrugs off such occurrences—hidden minutes pour out along her path wherever […]
Flash Fiction: As Far as I Go
As Far as I Go Mingled in dark hoops of time, moving faster against lashes of space drawn out then foreclosed as the speed of light calls, casting shadows of reality into the heat of the moment to cool against that woman, Eleanor Rigby, who waits at the […]
Flash Fiction—Blues Teacher
This is the last day of July, and so Flash Fiction Month ends. There will be more flash fiction here on the blog, as well as experimental writing, short essays, poetry, and the other bits an pieces that make up the fragments of Michael Dickel. I hope that […]
Flash Fiction—The Big Sale
The penultimate day in Flash Fiction Month, and here’s another story in traditional narrative form, more or less. Sort of Eleanor Rigby meets Penny Lane minus Strawberry Fields, with a very weak hint of Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds. Only I’m not John Lennon or Paul McCartney. […]
Off the Trail
This one feels a bit clunky to me, but perhaps that’s because the end of Flash Fiction Month fast approaches, and I’m worn out. I’ve written a lot this month—thank you to those who have read my forays into a world resembling fiction and stayed with me. Thank […]
Flash Fiction—A Day in the Life
Another new piece for Flash Fiction Month. Surrealistic pillow this isn’t, but it’s some sort of grief and memory exploration of the subconscious. Surrealism in the theme of a variation on a Beatles song. Woke up, got out of bed…wrote a flash fiction bit for your reading. As […]
Flash Fiction—Riding the Chariot
The number of prompt-words embedded here takes this next piece off into realms of experimental writing, inflected with mysticism, perhaps because tonight I’m writing in Tzfat (Safed and many other spellings), the mystical city in the Galilee strongly associated with Kabbalah. Or perhaps it was just time to […]
Evening—flash (?)
May is Short Story month. So, below, my fifth post in something maybe like fiction. I don’t know quite what this is, I think flash (fiction? experimental writing?). This is new work for me (other than the first paragraph of the first one, Tomorrow, which was a response to a prompt […]
Afternoon—flash (?)
Dan Wicket has posted on FaceBook that May is Short Story month. The Emerging Writers Network is onboard, not surprising as that’s Dan’s project, too. I saw that the Pen/Faulkner Foundation also posted something about it, a cartoon. And it has its own Twitter hash tag. Must be official. So, below, my fourth post in […]
Morning—flash (?)
This is another post in a series for Short Story Month 2013. The bearded woman continues. This is new work for me (other than the first paragraph of the first one, Tomorrow, which was a response to a prompt from Meg Pokras on FaceBook. (Her micro-fiction is amazing, […]
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