While writing my first novel, I had to research handguns. I had no prior experience with the intricacies of how they work. I wanted to know how they felt in your hand, what “kick-back” felt like and I wanted to be able to describe the smell of gunpowder. Fortunately, I had the opportunity to visit […]
Category: Flash Fiction
My tries at the short stuff
Flash Fiction: Now?
“Now?” Jonah asked, looking up at his father, as they were bathed in the white glow. “No. Not just yet.” Jonah snorted. James felt the urgency pressing on him through small fingers Jonah had laced into his. Excitement. Adventure. Fear. He smiled down at his son and then turned back to the glistening metal ramp […]