The Overflow Pipe

Call them flash fiction. Call them sketches. Whatever. This is where the ideas that haven’t made it into short stories yet, or the ideas that spawned something else, end up.

 
 
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The Survivor

My brothers and sisters never liked me. It was obvious from the beginning.

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My Kingdom For Some Horse


You know, there's a part of me that says to hell with the helicopters, and the chauffeur-driven cars…

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Flash Story #3

My brothers and sisters never liked me. It was obvious from the beginning.

 
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Flash Story #4

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Flash Story #5

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Flash Story #6

My brothers and sisters never liked me. It was obvious from the beginning.

My brothers and sisters never liked me. It was obvious from the beginning.

My brothers and sisters never liked me. It was obvious from the beginning.