Flash Fiction Story – My Humble Profession
by Terveen Gill
Reading Time: 2 minutesI watch people come and go. It’s not a hobby but my humble profession. This street has my name on it. Yes, there’s a painted sign on an electric pole.…
Reading Time: 2 minutesI watch people come and go. It’s not a hobby but my humble profession. This street has my name on it. Yes, there’s a painted sign on an electric pole.…
Reading Time: 2 minutesI’ve been told she’s just like me. The same wavy hair, heads as round as cantaloupes, almond shaped eyes oozing with chocolate brownness, concave noses, dimpled chins, oval faces. The…
Reading Time: 2 minutesI’ve been set up. No, not for a crime, but a date. A blind date. It’s not my usual thing. Actually, it’s not my thing at all. I’m not open…
Reading Time: 4 minutesFinding words to use in your writing shouldn’t be such a difficult task, considering that there are about a quarter of a million distinct English words to choose from. However,…