Focal Point Chapter 1 Part 4

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Welcome to Wednesday Briefs which is a feature on my blog where I share a piece of flash fiction for you, and link you to some other amazing authors.

Focal Point Chapter 1 Part 1

Focal Point Chapter 1 Part 2

Focal Point Chapter 1 Part 3

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By Friday the entire school was buzzing with the news of the party at the Marsh. The halls were electric, whispers, notes and tweets flew faster than the speed of light as the message spread. A couple of over achieving seniors had already figured out a schedule for cars to arrive and leave so there wasn’t too much attention drawn to the festivities.  The adults and authorities often turned a blind eye, but if there was a constant stream of traffic into the Marsh it would bring too much focus on us. I had already cleared my involvement with mom.

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Wednesday Brief: Focal Point Chapter 1 Part 3

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Welcome to Wednesday Briefs which is a feature on my blog where I share a piece of flash fiction for you, and link you to some other amazing authors.

Focal Point Chapter 1 Part 1

Focal Point Chapter 1 Part 2

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“You’ve got me,” Mom said dramatically, clutching her hand to her chest. “I don’t love you. I’m trading you in for a new son. Or a cat, I haven’t quite decided yet.” She chuckled to herself as she ate, clearly proud of her teasing.

“And you wonder where I get it from,” I muttered pushing mashed potatoes around my plate. Dinner continued with her telling me stories about her workday, and me offering noncommittal grunts when questioned about school. I added more food to her plate before she could add seconds to mine.

“Logan.”

I winced, recognizing the tone.

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Focal Point. Chapter 1 Part 2

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smallpinkdotsWelcome to Wednesday Briefs which is a feature on my blog where I share a piece of flash fiction for you, and link you to some other amazing authors.

Focal Point Chapter 1 Part 1

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I watched Cal leave, finding the table to be a little too big once he was gone. I flipped open my notebook that my laptop had been resting on and started scrawling down notes on the idea that he had given me. Art and photography were very much ‘my thing’, as soccer and anything athletic belonged to Cal. When we were kids I had an old point and shoot camera that took film and we’d spend hours in the woods behind my house hiking and taking pictures of nature—which often ended up being photos of my thumb or finger.

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Focal Point Chapter 1 Part 1

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Welcome to Wednesday Briefs which is a feature on my blog where I share a piece of flash fiction for you, and link you to some other amazing authors.

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I dropped my backpack into the chair across from me. The café was crowded, noisy and I claimed the last table in the back corner, wedged between the wall and a column it was the perfect place to work uninterrupted. My laptop took a few minutes to power up; it was in desperate need of a few updates. I couldn’t afford to get a new one, and there was no point in asking my mom to help me out. She worked hard enough to keep food on the table without worrying about whether my electronics were going to make it.

 

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Finding North Chapter 1 (Wednesday Briefs)

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Welcome to Finding North–my Wednesday Briefs flash fiction. Each week I’ll add more to the story, and share links to other amazing authors who are also participating in this flash fiction group.

Michael North is one of the founding members of Team Zulu–an elite, private military task force. He’s been out of commission for nearly a year after a devastating accident that not only took his leg, but his pride, shattered his sense of self, and sent him tail-spinning into the darkness. Drawn out of his self imposed exile by the other members of his team–the only family he has left. North struggles with finding his place in the world once more, and dealing with the emotions that an old friend brings out.

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Rain was pissing down, unrelenting, soaking through his jacket. Muttering under his breath, North pulled a crumbled piece of paper from his pocket, peering at it in the dim light from a flickering street light. Looked up at the street sign, turned his collar up and slogged along the soggy pavement until he found the correct cross street. Turned down it, and then down the side alley as the note indicated. The bar was tucked away into the side of a building “Last Call Bar” spray painted in tilted black letters on the crumbling brick above a heavy steel door.

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Back with exciting news!

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I’m featured in a new anthology! I had a lot of fun writing “Tide Flats”, and I really enjoy the other authors and their stories. Here’s some more information if you’re looking for a great read.

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Does the water beckon you? Your love, or fears, may become greater in this chilling anthology. From ordinary sea life to creatures of myth, our stories will make you think twice about the shadowy waters that beckon below. Follow our authors into the depths … if you dare.

Featuring “Tide Flats” by Shelly Schulz. Blaire Moses is an outcast by choice, able to count the people she depends on one hand joins the rest of her senior class on a trip to the ocean. Here she redefines herself, re-forges friendships, and finds a connection with someone that’s always been there for her. However, Blaire also discovers the truth of what’s really lurking under the crashing surf.

Shelly Schulz lives in the Pacific Northwest, and when she’s not holed up in her writing cave, she can be found at the local comic book shop, movie theater or herding a group of Girl Scouts around. She’s never without a notebook and her trusty wonder dog Max. Previous publications can be found in the Bitter Blackout anthology and Dark Light Four Anthology.

Online you may find her on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ShellySchulzAuthor
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Storm Touched p5 (Wednesday Briefs)

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Welcome to my weekly Wednesday Brief flash fiction entry! This is just a free piece of flash fiction (between 500-1,000) words based off of a prompt. I’m part of a wonderful group of flashers 😉 and I’ll have a link to a site where you can read other stories, after my piece

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The weight of Astrid’s words hung between us, I felt as though I could reach out, pluck them from the air and stuff them away in my pocket before anyone else could have the chance to hear. To suggest something as audacious as ridding myself of the uniform of the Touched—it frightened me more than the fact that I had left home. She was surely all shades of evil wrapped up in a beautiful package.

“What if someone finds out?”

“You stand out more in that.” She gestured at the uniform. “Wouldn’t you rather not attract attention?” She got up.

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