Tuesday, September 29, 2009

F-F-F #3, The Stories

What a shame that this isn't the end of October, because this Friday Flash Fiction should be titled, "A Haunting We Will Go."

The very first starter sentence via a blog poll was won by The Baroness and this is it: "There was no respite; the vivid, violent dreams that ruthlessly tormented her slumber had now relentlessly stretched the abyss, to envelop her during her day."

Doc speaks of spirits and temperance.

Randal speaks of a haunted woman.

Mr. MaCrum warns of a specter that surely looms over all of us.

Paul D. Brazill goes noir.

Beach Bum says the past is not what it seems.

Übermilf asks, "what's that smell?"