Tag Archives: Micro fiction

Old World Charm

Posted on June 18, 2022 by crispina kemp

Lavinia stared at the email open on her tablet with mouth agape. She didn’t understand the rejection. The agency had commissioned her to photograph the award-winning picturesque village of Saxlingham. She had sent in fifty photos specifically chosen for “old … Continue reading →

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CCC188: There’s Gold in Them There Hills

Posted on June 16, 2022 by crispina kemp

“What’s this place then?” Millie glanced back at George, her hiking companion who, although younger always was slower. George slipped off his backpack and pulled out the map. “Don’t bother,” Millie said, impatient. “I remember now. It’s that prison I … Continue reading →

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The Castle

Posted on June 11, 2022 by crispina kemp

They were tourists, obvious with their cameras, and the way they looked into every courtyard, down every alley and lane they passed. They made repeated reference to a leaflet. Finally, they drew level to where I sat with a coffee … Continue reading →

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CCC187: Albert’s Old Boat

Posted on June 9, 2022 by crispina kemp

It was Albert’s old boat, the boys knew that, pulled onto the salt marsh, away from the tide. The boys also knew Albert was in hospital and word was he wouldn’t be coming home. That boat was idle, left ready … Continue reading →

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Marguerite

Posted on May 14, 2022 by crispina kemp

Marguerite wasn’t used to this Crammed together with her sisters In the nursery Now she’d been bought She had the spotlight 21 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Spotlight

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CCC180: The Problem of a Wooden Castle

Posted on April 21, 2022 by crispina kemp

I didn’t want to marry the earl. But my brother had got in deep with him and together they were conspiring – not that I knew that then. I didn’t know until my husband, the earl, threw the keys to … Continue reading →

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CCC175: Wilful and Headstrong

Posted on March 17, 2022 by crispina kemp

“Ann! Ann! If I’ve told you once… slow down, You don’t run down these corridors.” “Lady Eliza, if I might make so bold, you are awfully harsh on the child. She’s young, she needs to run.” “Headstrong and wilful, that … Continue reading →

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CCC170: So I said to him

Posted on February 10, 2022 by crispina kemp

So I said to him, I said, I can’t work no ruddy faster. And he said, all hoity cos he’s the gaffer, he said, you’ll work as fast as I say. So I said to him, cos I weren’t having … Continue reading →

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CCC169: Little Jack

Posted on February 3, 2022 by crispina kemp

Jack dusted himself down. His legs were aching, a burn in his calves. But he knew that would ease as soon as he walked. At least he’d made it to here. So much for the nay-sayers. Oh, you’ll fall, they … Continue reading →

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CCC161: What Was It?

Posted on December 9, 2021 by crispina kemp

“Jamie?” Gerald waved his hand in front of my face. I slapped it away. “What?” “Where were you? Lost in a gaze.” “Looking at the…the tree,” I said, hesitantly. “Oh, what have you seen? A woodpecker, yea? A squirrel?” “Er…um…sure, … Continue reading →

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