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Flashes of Speculation is closed to submissions at this time. Interest has waned to the point of non-existence, both in terms of submissions and readership. Until such time that there is fresh interest or from someone who would like to pick up the project, FoS will remain closed. I have several big projects I’m working [...]
He couldn’t remember anything before several months ago, before being a derelict, another lost homeless person without hope or reason. Dirty, disheveled and unshaven, he had no identification on him, so no idea who he was or what his former life might had been.
He spent most of this time in seedy bars near the [...]
“Alright everybody look sharp, we are about to go live in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,†and with that the director pointed to the two sports announcers sitting behind a fake desk plopped incongruously on a rocky ledge by the west bank of the Hudson River.
The first announcer took the cue. “Well Bob, it’s [...]
“If you can’t live by our rules, you’ll have to leave,” the woman says, as the last coffee cup whizzes by her ear, crashing against the kitchen counter.
The poltergeist’s invisible energy sizzles.
“In this house, we don’t throw tantrums and break perfectly good stoneware every time we don’t get our way.”
The radio switches on, blasting [...]
The HMS Princess Beatrice was scuttled on the rocky, jagged coastline on one of Scotland’s 790 islands, this one unnamed and uninhabited. The ship had a gaping hole ripped across her hull.
I could barely see Holmes through the fog, leading our treacherous way to the ship over the dangerous crags and [...]
I was kidnapped—plucked from my home, disoriented by bright lights, and transported to a top secret facility where government types could study me. As a keen observer of the human condition and a master of disguise, I could be anything. To protect myself from abduction, I’d hidden in a sea of mediocrity. I thought I [...]
When my soul leaves my body to be on TV, I am crushed. I want to cry, but then there I am, all small and doe-eyed and brightly dressed inside that box, and I’m easily comforted by the TV version of myself. I sit and watch, because my soul turns out to be very good [...]
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