Tag: flash
Flash Fiction: Whoomp! There is Plagiarism
by Chris McGinty This toy I know. He really is sick for girls. Not just any girl, but the woman…
Flash Fiction: The Sleepwalking Woman
by Chris McGinty He arrived at the restaurant. He was actually not even sure that anyone would be there, because…
Flash Fiction: Go Ahead and Jump
by Chris McGinty He was in midair going over the high jump bar. It was a good launch and he…
Flash Fiction: Might as Well Jump
by Chris McGinty He was in midair on the motorcycle. He was definitely going to clear the fifteen cars, his…
Flash Fiction: Dance, Tyrone
by Chris McGinty Tik Tok wasn’t gone for long. There were those who claimed that it was saved by the…
Flash Fiction: The Life Elixir (summary)
by Chris McGinty This may be pathetic to do a summary of a flash fiction story, but I’m not sure…
Flash Fiction: Sunday Journaling
by Chris McGinty The blogger signed in and realized that while he had meant to do another one of his…
Flash Fiction: God’s To Do List
by Chris McGinty He sat one night with a quill and an ink pot and started making a to do…
Flash Fiction: The Dead Car
by Chris McGinty Well, here is a car. I think we might get it started and drive it through the…
Flash Fiction: The Winner and the Winners
by Chris McGinty The winner of the election stood before the crowd of people. He made promises to improve their…
Flash Fiction: The Copy/Paste Life
by Chris McGinty He tried to do a thing. It didn’t go very well. He eventualy gave up and blamed…
Blog Post and Flash Fiction: Advanced Race Purgers
by Chris McGinty Odd thought today. As a society, are we hoarders? To be clear, I’m not asking if the…
I’m About 50 Stories In – What Have I Learned?
by Chris McGinty I’ve completed two stories that I would like to do at least one rewrite on, and I’ve…
Flash Fiction: The Second Coming Premiere
by Chris McGinty The day Jesus Christ came back was not as significant as it should have been. It was…
Flash Fiction: Chris McGinty is a Blogger…
by Chris McGinty Chris McGinty is a blogger who hates streak habits. He wakes up on the first Sunday of…
Flash Fiction: The Shorter Essay
by Chris McGinty He just had to condense what he wrote. In the hour that he was in the zone,…
Flash Fiction: The Adjustment
by Chris McGinty Glorpedd hated having to leave the domicile on a Glorpday night. Yes, his parental ancestors named him…