Dream come true

(100-word flash fiction)

The potted palm has miraculously multiplied into a forest. My water bottle is now a waterfall, merrily splashing away, unconcerned about the carpet.

The bric-a-brac are flying birds and just when I am enjoying the dream, a voice says, “Nice, eh?”

I swivel to see emptiness.

“Make a wish!”


“Today’s your lucky day. Any wish you make will come true.”

“What do I wish for? I have everything, except …. except…. I hate going to office, to lazy co-workers, and a nincompoop boss.”


When I wake up, a lockdown has been declared.

I am still working from home.


Disclaimer : I certainly didn’t wish for the pandemic, but judging by reports that a lot of people enjoy working from home, it must have been in the collective consciousness for some time. Apparently, even the open-plan office setting is not good for productivity. But what do I care, I have the best job 🙂 And I get to write flash fiction every week, thanks to the lovely Rochelle 🙂

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The FOXy lady

(100-word flash fiction)


Two weeks after Moxie went missing, they found a body in the swamp, bloated beyond recognition.

“Open-and-shut case,” declared Detective Inspector Tommy Larkins, known more for his aplomb than his detection skills. The body did get a decent funeral.

The town rallied around Charlie, slow and plodding, struggling with child-raising, yet refusing to remarry.


The kids have flown the nest. Charlie, in the lonely house, lives for the weekend TV show, whose main character bears such an uncanny resemblance to Moxie, it makes his heart melt.

Interestingly, the show is called ‘Hiding in plain sight’.


Is it just me or are Wednesdays arriving at alarming speed? They say when you grow older time appears to be going by faster. It was just New Year’s the other day and 20 days gone already. Sigh! Thank you Rochelle for keeping the brain creative and ticking with Friday Fictioneers ♥

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(100-word flash fiction)

“Aren’t you going to give me a story this week?”

“I just did. Where the boy loses his arms and now cannot be a drummer, he wishes he was dead and these light beings come through the ceiling and carry him off.”

“Too whacky!”

“You know I hate giving you literal stories. So, it will have to be whacky.”

“No, please, something else.”

“No, please, you’re getting too hard to please. Stop asking. I prefer it up here among the light beings. Have you any idea how beautiful the harp sounds up here?”

Which is how I lost my muse.


Happy New Year, dear Friday Fictioneers. May you be blessed with peace, joy and good health (and be spared the deadly C). Many thanks to you lovely Rochelle, for being the gracious hostess ♥

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