Tag: Flash Fiction

Past Imperfect – #444

Katharine, left: “I can’t believe that this has happened.” Elizabeth, right: “That somebody let you out of your house wearing a Bea Arthur outfit?” Katharine: “No, that somebody designed a bra that makes your breasts look like that.” Elizabeth: “But I’m not even wearing a bra.” Katharine: “Oh, […]

Past Imperfect – #180

Millicent had a very serious misunderstanding about the concept of cross-pollination…   Originally posted in “Crusty Pie” on 04/27/15 and “Bonnywood Manor” on 04/12/16. No changes made. As some of you may have noticed, I’ve been a bit AWOL, partly because I’m on a vision quest to reevaluate […]

Past Imperfect – #248

Out of desperation, Marie-Claudette tried sending 500 volts of electricity into her roommates to see if it would make them less boring and infantile. It did not.   Originally posted in “Crusty Pie” on 06/13/15 and “Bonnywood Manor” on 04/18/16. No changes made. (Personal side-note to Claudette Maree, […]

Past Imperfect – #267

When Melba returned from the kitchen, she knew instantly that her guests had already sampled the rum cake…   Originally posted in “Crusty Pie” on 07/02/15 and “Bonnywood Manor” on 04/21/16. No changes made. Trivia: When I pulled this up in Google’s photo search, normally a reliable research […]

Past Imperfect – #257

Eleanor Roosevelt: “How sweet of you girls to cook this meal for me in a completely unplanned photo op.” Girl Scout #1: “My outfit makes me look Amish and I’m not really happy about that. And there’s the added pressure that I might accidentally spill this pot of […]

Past Imperfect – #568

Whoopi: “Hello?” Voice: “Yes, could I speak to the lady of the house?” Whoopi: “We don’t have a lady of the house. We have a wretched, spoiled woman with no soul or sense of shame.” Voice: “Perfect! That’s just the type of person that interests me.” Wretched Woman, […]

Past Imperfect – #559

Fred, left: “I’m sorry to intrude, but I just found these undergarments in the hallway, and I thought I might inquire as to whether or not you might wish to claim ownership.” Melvyn, center: “Good God, man. Why so many words? Couldn’t you have just asked ‘are these […]

Past Imperfect – #551

Carole was a bit troubled. That last things she could firmly recall in the fevered menagerie of her mind was that she had spent a quiet evening at home, enjoying a bit of stir-fry based on a recipe a neighbor had handed her during one of those awkward […]