Tag: FLASH FICTION FOR THE ASPIRING WRITER

neelwrites/flashfictionfortheaspiringwriters/TTC/FOWC/storystarter/17/10/2018

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

A BRIDGE TOO FAR  (genre/crimefiction) By Neel Anil Panicker Waiting is something Freddie D’ Costa detested like the plague. Killing time___that was not his forte. He would rather kill. And thoughts of murder were racing through his mind as he waited and peeped outside from his 12th floor hotel balcony. His eyes were fixed on … Continue reading neelwrites/flashfictionfortheaspiringwriters/TTC/FOWC/storystarter/17/10/2018

neelwrites/myladymacbethmoment/ThreeThingsChallenge/FFfAW/storystarter/fiction/flash/28/08/2018

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

MY LADY MACBETH MOMENT?   By Neel Anil Panicker Look at it__a tweenie weenie porcelain doll, a mere statue that sits all day long astride my glass top table near the window that opens to the sea. All it does is grin, and rather cheekily at that. But, is that all? Or, is it that … Continue reading neelwrites/myladymacbethmoment/ThreeThingsChallenge/FFfAW/storystarter/fiction/flash/28/08/2018

neelwrites/emptyblackboards, emptierdreams/FFfAW/fiction/shortstory/10/04/2018

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

EMPTY BLACK BOARD; EMPTIER LIVES This week’s photo prompt is provided by Yinglan. Thank you Yinglan! By Neel Anil Panicker It was the only ‘school’ In the entire 200 sqaure mile desert stretch that is the Rann of Kutch. In fact to call it a school would be an anchronism. For, it wasn’t like it … Continue reading neelwrites/emptyblackboards, emptierdreams/FFfAW/fiction/shortstory/10/04/2018

neelwrites/blastofatime/FFfAW/shortstory/fiction/175words/06/02/2018

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

BLAST OF A TIME   By Neel Anil Panicker “It smelled? Well, it smelled of burnt plasticky, with overtones of sweet gunpowdery, charring fleshery, and concrete dustery.” Inspector Sharma looked bemusedly at his colleague and shook his head. When will these trainee newbies forego their English bred tongue and speak the language of the plebs, … Continue reading neelwrites/blastofatime/FFfAW/shortstory/fiction/175words/06/02/2018

neelwrites/FFfAW/bidinghertime/175words/25/04/2017

by neeltheauthor- author of WHEN LIFE THROWS THOSE CURVE BALLS

BIDING TIME By Neel Anil Panicker  (175 words) “I know that you know that we are meant for each other.” From across the table she smiled awkwardly, not knowing what else to do. Her eyes gazed around at the cheap restaurant tucked in a dirty nondescript bylane far removed from her gated sanitized high society … Continue reading neelwrites/FFfAW/bidinghertime/175words/25/04/2017