Saturday, November 22, 2014

Daily Flash Fiction

I've been inspired to begin creating a daily piece of Flash Fiction. Don't ask why. I'm not even sure what the criteria for Flash Fiction IS...but here's today's:


She picked up the brown betty and with a pleasant anticipation, tipped it toward her mug. No matter how sharply she angled the pot, only a splash of tea disturbed the milk and sugar in the bottom. For a sharp moment, there was only sadness where there should have been tea.