Tag: flashfiction

• Bemused

  My fingers close around the remote. One finger starts…And before I reach the on button, it happens.Her voice is in my ear. Thick as honey, she begins… I have better things to do than to bow to the whims of the likes of you, I say.I hear the tinkle of her laughter. Her whispered giggle. […]

  Andrew Whalan

  June 30, 2021

  Flash Fiction

  flashfiction, short stories, short story

• Resigned to Staying

  The mobile purred. A sleepy finger reached out and pressed answer. “Thought I’d phone in this week’s postcard from afar.” “Lee, I can barely hear you. You sound like you’re croaking it in a drainpipe.” “Only line in town, boss.” “Only time for one take, even then we’ll barely make the deadline. Gimme a second […]

  Andrew Whalan

  March 31, 2021

  Flash Fiction

  Fiction, flashfiction, short stories, short story

• Hard Knocks

  “Three times, “ she said. “Three?” I muttered to myself. “Three times,” she answered. “Then you’ll know. That’s when you up and leave.” I’d lost track of the number of chances I’d given. Only when things were tapering off towards the end did I start to keep track. Tens, twenties, hundreds. Three would have had […]

  Andrew Whalan

  February 24, 2021

  Stories

  Fiction, flashfiction, short stories, short story

• The Beckoning

  “I don’t know why I’m even telling you this,” she says. To the stranger over the phone. At last it has begun for her. Though of course it is over for me. Her hovering over me in the bedroom. Closing the curtains again and shrouding me in endless twilight. I can see my waxen face […]

  Andrew Whalan

  May 20, 2020

  Fiction, Flash Fiction

  Fiction, flashfiction, short stories, short story

• Laughably Ever After

  “Dr Twinkle?” “Speaking.” “Do you do weekend emergency out calls?” “Nope. Only weekdays. And only to the Kid’s hospital. Why?” “I need a doctor for a party.” “Have you tried datingdoctors.Com?” “A clown doctor,” I replied. “And how did you get my name?” she asked. “You tried clown ties on me. In the kid’s hospital […]

  Andrew Whalan

  November 23, 2019

  Fiction, Flash Fiction, Humour, Personal

  flashfiction, microfiction, Romantic Comedy, short story

• Book Meet

  

  Buff notebook, fine point pen. A grubby dog-eared novel more well-read than me. “Moby Dick” by Herman Melville. I’d already made sure they had a spare. All I had to do was wait. I kept my head down. The only sound I could hear was the scratching of my pen on paper.  I was meant to be […]

  Andrew Whalan

  October 23, 2019

  Flash Fiction

  flashfiction, furiousfiction, short story, Spy fiction

• One for Each Pot….

  

  “One for each person,” she thought she heard. “And one for the pot,” the whispered reply. Yes she thought. You again. She turned her head away, the easier not to hear.She stood on tiptoe, stretched up and opened the kitchen cupboard.  “I could’ve done that for you,” he said. She shook herself off. She reached […]

  Andrew Whalan

  October 17, 2019

  Fiction, Flash Fiction

  flashfiction, ghost story, microfiction, short story