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‘We Can Grow Squash Here, Jon’ on FIVE:2:ONE #thesideshow

My story ‘We Can Grow Squash Here, Jon’ is now on the FIVE:2:ONE Magazine website. http://five2onemagazine.com/can-grow-squash-jon-sean-whiteley-flash-fiction-thesideshow/ Give it a read. … More

creative writing, fantasy, fiction, flash fiction, Micro fiction, short story, weird fiction, writing

Spine Call

Rrrrrriiiiiiiinnnngggg. Rrrrrriiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggg. ‘Hello.’ ‘Roland, hi, it’s me.’ Breathing. Breathing. ‘What’s wrong? You sound out of breath.’ ‘What’s wrong? I’ll tell … More

fiction, flash, flash fiction, horror, short, story, weird, writing

You Smell of Smoke

It’s snowing out. A few weeks before Christmas Day. You’re shopping for presents. A scarf, red like something burning to … More

christmas, fiction, flash, flash fiction, horror, short, short story, story, weird

Ears Go Deaf, Scarecrow Goes Stuffed

My left ear was clogged. A pressure inside that was uncomfortable, but not debilitating. I had become almost entirely deaf … More

creative writing, flash fiction, horror, short story, weird

Nightingale

A man wakes up lost. Around him, trees—tall as mountains—they block out the sky. The man forgets if there ever … More

creative writing, death, fantasy, flash fiction, horror, keats, monsters, short story, writer

Gala on the Grimcoast

I watch Abe under the eaves of night. We’re outside, on the balcony of an opulent estate, just beyond the … More

creative writing, excerpt, fantasy, flash fiction, life, loss, novel, short story, writer

Winter Wind and the Hay Man

The farmer plodded through the rooms of his home. The sun not fully showing yet, the world outside was washed … More

creative writing, fantasy, flash fiction, nostalgia, short story, winter, writer

The Baby Apollonia

Christmas Eve on the bridge, and a star in the north, blazing behind the fog. God looked down into the … More

christmas, creative writing, death, fantasy, flash fiction, god, holiday, religion, short story

The Orange Bulb and Mama

The beagle slept at the bottom of the bed, on top of the little girl’s covered feet. She was warm … More

children, christmas, creative writing, dog, flash fiction, holidays, nostalgia, santa, short story

The Phones

The smell of gunpowder makes its way into my nose. God. You’d think a cop wouldn’t mind the smell. Might … More

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