Flash Fiction: Hitchhiker

He was slouched and slender, with wild blond curls down to his shoulders. He was as beautiful as any woman I had ever met, and from the darkness beneath the eyes I could see that it had served him poorly. I had never been tempted to pick up hitchhikers before, but something in the way … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Liar

She didn’t think she would actually end up here. Especially not in the middle of March, not because she had nowhere to go. After all was said and done, after all the accusations and the denials and the expensive dishes thrown against walls like nothing, nothing. She didn’t think that she would have the guts … Continue reading

In Which the Velvet Is Tipped

Yes, I am talking about the BBC film adaptation of Sarah Waters’ novel Tipping the Velvet (which is  a slang term for oral sex performed on a girl), the story of Nan Astley, a lesbian in Victorian England. I watched the three part mini series with my boyfriend the other night as part of some … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Curious, or Naked

She knocks on the door and waits for an answer. Sweat beads on her palm, on her brow – she has never done this before. Not this, but the other. The more confusing. The more complicated. She’d been invited, been asked here. The other woman, the one with the dark hair, had been so suggestive, … Continue reading