Short Stories & Flash Fiction
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The Regular

“Oi, Larry!”

Larry turned to see the new security guy stalking towards him.

“There’s some woman sat in the hall. I told Mr Hack about her but he just shook his head. Looked at me like I was crazy!”

Larry clicked her tongue against the back of his teeth and wondered if he should be thinking about replacing his dentures.

“She’s just sat there with her knitting, clacking away and staring at the stage. With Mr Hack’s paranoia about law suits I thought I should go and get someone else before approaching her.”

“Leave her be lad.” Larry said. “We don’t bother with Miss Maisy and she doesn’t bother with us.”

“Miss Maisy?” said the new guy. “She’s here a lot?”

Larry shrugged.

“Been here longer than me, she kind of lives here.”

“Lives here.” said the new guy.

“Lives here, died here.” Larry shrugged. “Same for all of us.”

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Carol Forrester is a twenty-three year old writer trying to be a better one. Don’t ask her what her hobbies are because the list doesn’t get much beyond, reading, writing and talking about the same. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University and various poems and stories scattered across the net. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry’s. Most recently, her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and her personal blog Writing and Works hosts a mass of writing from across the last five years. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and is always open to writing more and hosting guest bloggers here on Writing and Works. With hopes of publishing a novel in the next five years and perhaps a collection or two of smaller works, Carol Forrester is nothing if not ambitious. Her writing tries to cover every theme in human life and a lot of her work pulls inspiration from her own eccentric family in the rural wonders of Shropshire life.

13 Comments

  1. Wow. Last line really clinches it. Great springboard into what could potentially be an awesome paranormal/scifi story. Makes me wonder if they are all ghosts, or just the knitter, and the exact circumstances surrounding their peculiar situation.

  2. This was fucking fantastic. It’s rare for me, an emotionally stilted guy, to find a story that genuinely gives me the creeps!

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