by Lynn Lipinski | Apr 25, 2015 | Flash Fiction Friday
Editor’s note: you can read Part 3 here. The smell of diesel fuel and exhaust hit Neil’s nose, then gave way to the disinfectant and alcohol smell of the emergency room. Last time Neil was in an emergency room, his mother was still alive, a cut on her head...
by Lynn Lipinski | Apr 24, 2015 | Flash Fiction Friday
Editor’s note: You can read part 2 here. Still in shock, Neil found himself walking ten blocks back to his car, a dark green Toyota mini-pickup, not sure how it had come to be that he would to take Melly to the hospital. There’d been some confusion after Linus...
by Lynn Lipinski | Apr 17, 2015 | Flash Fiction Friday
[Editor’s note: you can read part 1 here.] Feeling some trepidation at following a stranger to an unknown location, Neil trailed behind Linus, his guitar case banging against his thigh. The other man carried Neil’s mini-amp in one hand, the extension cord...
by Lynn Lipinski | Mar 13, 2015 | Flash Fiction Friday
Neil crunched through the chords of AC/DC’s “Thunderstruck” on the corner of Hill Street and Main in Santa Monica, the mini-amplifier stealing power from the corporate coffee seller without gaining the attention of its many baristas. If the caffeine junkies sitting...
by Lynn Lipinski | Mar 6, 2015 | Flash Fiction Friday
I’m hiking the steepest part of Wildwood Canyon in the late afternoon. My muscles are screaming for oxygen but each gulp of air seems to bring only dust. This hike is both real and in my head, for I am scaling the internal terrain of my disappointment with Liam....
by Lynn Lipinski | Feb 13, 2015 | Flash Fiction Friday
Dylan Brody stood on the rooftop of his North Hollywood apartment with his telescope and notebook, looking for what unkind people referred to as “little green men.” The science of ufology was so misunderstood, and he hadn’t done much to help it gain mainstream...
