Time for a short fiction break

Time for a short fiction break

A long time ago in a galaxy far...OK, about a year and a half ago, right here on this website, I did a month-long flash fiction challenge.

Evidence, Omerta. Flash fiction by Tanya Simone Simpson.

Short fiction: Evidence, omerta

The blood was warm through my fingers, over my hands, soaking my clothes. All my own blood for a change.

Cigarettes as a metaphor for heartbreak. Flash fiction by Tanya Simone Simpson.

Short fiction: Cigarettes as a metaphor for heartbreak

One month ago, I stood next to my car with you, experiencing the dawning realisation that this was going nowhere.

Spark. Flash fiction by Tanya Simone Simpson.

Short fiction: Spark

And in the end, it all came back to energy. Kilojoules, calories, newtons, lumens, decibels, volts...mostly volts.

Heartbled and soulrisen. Flash fiction by Tanya Simone Simpson.

Short fiction: Heartbled and soulrisen

I think an airport is the only place where it’s socially acceptable to drink at seven o’clock on a Tuesday morning.

To Mother's farm. Flash fiction by Tanya Simone Simpson.

Short fiction: To Mother’s farm

Believe it or not, this is absolutely not how I intended to spend my evening, but when it came down to it either he was going to get to keep breathing or I was, and it sure as hell wasn’t going to be him.

The Mariana Trench and Everest. Flash fiction by Tanya Simone Simpson.

Short fiction: The Mariana Trench and Everest

I had begun to understand height after travelling in an aeroplane for the first time the year before, but I had no concept of depth.

The ninth step. Flash fiction by Tanya Simone Simpson.

Short fiction: The ninth step

I’ve been working my way through all the steps since I’ve been in here. It was tough at the beginning, the first time I stood up in front of the others and said it out loud.

What did you expect from drugs and holidays? Flash fiction by Tanya Simone Simpson.

Short fiction: What did you expect from drugs and holidays?

I’d like to pretend it was completely out of the ordinary for me to be doing lines of speed at five o’clock in the morning, but back then it wasn’t.

A chameleon in a tank habitat in a pet shop.

Photography: Chameleon with attitude

I went to the pet shop to buy cat food and met this awesome chameleon.