The Haberdashery of Stories: 100 Words: Broken Head: #story #100words #fridayfictioneers #shortstory #fiction
100 Words: The Two Kettle Chorus

Together they would bubble and steam, the sounds emitting from the room like a chorus calling us in for elevenses and afternoon tea.  Or so ...

100 Words: Welcome to the War

It gave me the heebie jeebies. From the landing craft we could see smoke blocking the sky.  “Thank God the beaches have been won,” I thought...

100 Words: Sea Fog

It was twisting, rolling up the beach like a live beast.  At the castle it blew across the lawns and over hedges like a ghost horse.  We cam...

100 Words: Searching for the Exit

Everything was glass.  Rooms that went on so far that whatever was outside was just a distant blur.  Its existence was only an idea, though,...

100 Words: The Chips Cupboard

Our classroom was next to the cafeteria so we were nearly fooled.  For that’s how Miss always passed it off.  “It’s the chips, they’re fryin...

100 Words: The Strange Beings

I woke up with strange beings standing over me.  Long bendy arms came from the top of long slender trunks, eyes wide and bright with curiosi...

100 Words: Tsundoku

He had had every intention of reading every single one of the books acquired and placed ready to read on that desk.  He had had every intent...

100 Words: I should remember

I should remember the bar. I should remember the staff. I should remember the drinks on sale. I remember nothing. Yet I woke with a gl...

Long before Trump started this idiotic #tradewar, I've been working on my own coping strategy to get myself through the next four years. It's not even particularly clever, but at least it's only #100words long.

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Sereni-tish

So, why did it take me so long to figure this out: that there’s really not a goddammed thing I can do about the politics down there? It’...