Trifling Storyettes

A day in the life of... Wait, I'll finish this title later I jerk awake - Taylor Swift is yelling some garbled nonsense at me about writing my name on something-or-other. What is happening? Flooded with confusion and annoyance, I wish she'd shut the hell up! Slowly, painfully, it dawns on me that it is morning and Taylor Swift is not, in fact, in my room singing at the top of her voice but my alarm is sounding - playing music that I asked it to play, at the time at which it was instructed. Snooze. Close my eyes. Swear to myself I'll just take a moment to compose myself, definitely not fall back asleep. All of a sudden OK Go are taking their turn to scream at me and... oh, of course. Morning, alarm, waking up - I'm a bit quicker to catch on this time... Several rude awakenings later, I've somehow peeled myself off of the bed and made it downstairs, I find myself glancing over at my laptop - then quickly glancing literally anywhere else in the room. I'll get writi...

Here's a little story I wrote a while back for a flash fiction competition. It was a 50 word limit at the time and I really struggled getting it into that, so I've edited it to add a bit of length. It's a silly little idea that just came to me lying in bed one night and has no potential to be expanded into any lengthier fiction but I enjoyed getting it down. So, here it is: Life is a zero-sum game     Ella looks thoughtful for a moment, before saying "Why is it that whenever I hit a high I feel like I'm immediately dragged crashing back to earth?". Ash "Mm-hmm"s in acknowledgement, adding "And we can never reach the high together. Every time You are on the up I'm always on my way down. Why is that?"   The pair continue philosophising back and forth for a time, until an impatient stranger cuts in, "You've been on the see-saw for ages, it's our turn now!"  

A Criminal Have you ever wondered if you’d be able to live life as a criminal? Every day looking over your shoulder, waiting, wondering. Is today the day? Is the jig up? Can I keep running forever? It feels like a lifetime ago, the day I stumbled off the straight and narrow. I was young and foolish - how was I to know how this would feel? One impulsive moment and my whole sense of self changed, I’m forever tarnished. Once a criminal always a criminal, the proverbial leopard can never change her spots. The day started like any other, I went through my routine. Shower, brush teeth, dress, I call goodbye as I walk out the door and head to get on with my life. A morning of drudgery, a busy lunch break getting in the gossip, then counting the hours of the afternoon. Nothing suggested the criminal act awaiting me. That afternoon I headed to meet Jacky, a friend of my mother’s, and we ran a few errands together. Some groceries from the corner shop, drop by the newsagents for the paper, and th...