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My first Flash Fiction

Recently I found out about ‘Flash Fiction’ which is apparently a new(ish) type of fiction for modern, fast moving lives. This fiction is supposed to be 1000 words or less (I think!) which sounds pretty interesting but after attempting it I realised that it’s actually really hard to create a narrative with a base plot and some sort of action all in under 1000 words, let alone create interesting characters that people can care about or relate to. 420 more words

Creative Writing

New access to 370+Wiley journals

You are already aware that the RAU Library has greatly increased its e-Journal provision from Taylor & Francis. Now we are very pleased to let you know that we also have access to another 370 full-text Wiley e-journals. 192 more words


Happy Breece D'J Pancake Day

Today is Shrove Tuesday or Fat Tuesday or Mardi Gras—or Pancake Day if you like. Besides his unusual last name, there is basically no connection between this pre-Lenten day and the West Virginian writer Breece D’J Pancake. 967 more words


Read "Uncle Sam Carrington," a short story by Leonora Carrington

“Uncle Sam Carrington”


Leonora Carrington

When Uncle Sam Carrington saw the full moon he was never able to stop laughing. A sunset had the same effect on Aunt Edgeworth. 1,170 more words


"When the Devil Was Well" -- Gertrude Atherton

“When the Devil Was Well”


Gertrude Atherton

The Devil locked the copper gates of Hell one night, and sauntered down a Spacian pathway. The later arrivals from the planet Earth had been of a distressingly commonplace character to his Majesty–a gentleman of originality and attainments, whatever his disagreements with the conventions. 2,169 more words


Read "Spunk," a short story by Zora Neale Hurston



Zora Neale Hurston

A giant of a brown-skinned man sauntered up the one street of the Village and out into the palmetto thickets with a small pretty woman clinging lovingly to his arm. 1,369 more words


Read Donald Barthelme's short story "At the End of the Mechanical Age"

“At the End of the Mechanical Age”


Donald Barthelme

I went to the grocery store to buy some soap. I stood for a long time before the soaps in their attractive boxes, RUB and FAB and TUB and suchlike, I couldn’t decide so I closed my eyes and reached out blindly and when I opened my eyes I found her hand in mine. 982 more words