by Laurainne | Nov 18, 2020 | Distopia, Flash Fiction
There was a day that was almost the worst day of my life. And then it became a magical one. I’d like to skip over the gritty details. Sufficient to say, my sister and I had a rough childhood. We didn’t get along that well. I was never the proper older brother. No one...
by Laurainne | Jan 31, 2020 | Distopia, Flash Fiction
I never worried much about cutting myself. I was a practiced woodcarver my whole life, and the Blend wasn’t going to keep me from my passion. Besides, when you worried about the danger of a knife and act overcautious, that is usually when you mess up. But if you just...
by Laurainne | Aug 12, 2019 | Distopia, Flash Fiction
My eyes open to a dim blue. The morning sky has a tinge of orange as the sunrise is still coloring the sky. My skylight is a welcome beauty given freely without any expectations from me. Girls were not so simple. I hated dating. I must have gone on three dates...
by Laurainne | Jun 24, 2019 | Distopia, Flash Fiction
Two years ago, art brought peace to the city of Houston. All anyone had to do was put your bad memories behind you and keep moving forward. It went slowly at first. The people that typically inhabited museums came and went. The artists said it was a surreal...
