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 | Jan 23, 2015 | Flash Fiction Friday
Mark made it halfway through the first day of his construction job before deciding he wouldn’t make it back the next day. Not because Joe would fire him. Joe was the owner of a construction company and a good guy who saw Mark panhandling outside the diner two...
by Lynn Lipinski | Nov 7, 2014 | Flash Fiction Friday, Writing
The portal had dissolved the hospital wall, but only Netta seemed to notice. The nurses flowed in and out of the room without so much as a glance at the garden that had materialized. Netta tried to get the night nurse to pluck her a flower from one of wild bushes on...
by Lynn Lipinski | Oct 3, 2014 | Flash Fiction Friday, Los Angeles, Writing
Ashley and Calvin stood behind their orange shopping cart, arms touching but eyes fixed on their smart phones as they waited for the one Big Lots cashier to work her way through a line of 20 customers. “That candy corn display has me thinking,” Ashley said....
by Lynn Lipinski | Sep 26, 2014 | Flash Fiction Friday, Writing
Safety reasons. That was what I told everyone at Gunslingers firing range that morning when they asked why I wanted to learn how to shoot a gun. It was a lie. Julianne and I were there to meet men, but saying that out loud makes you look desperate. Saying we needed...