Microfiction

Jon Snow
A nighttime snow fall had covered the hillside with new fallen snow, two kids converged on the snowy ground to build the perfect snowman, but halfway through their project, a bowl of tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches had their name on it.
By Timothy E Jones3 years ago in Fiction
The Powder Of Snow
Her footprints disappeared as she descended the step Tears turned into crystals bursting in soft pirouettes The wind, like a thief, swiftly stealing her breath
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
You Read What You Sow
A gardener surveyed his field and saw his crops languishing. His field was an open book, with what he had nourished and cultivated presenting as a library of sorts that held his life's work. But it had not rained for the longest time. He fretted.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
The Whimsical Horse
This story is part of a microfiction challenge in 2024, set by L.C. Schäfer. You can read about all of that here and I would recommend you go and check her out:
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
A New Home
The Conner family moved to Jarvis City at the start of the 2nd semester. Coming from Texas, the winters here were a bit harsher than what they were used to, but it wasn’t anything they couldn’t handle. At least Ron and Luary didn’t think so. Their youngest son wasn’t that convinced. He had a bad experience at a ski resort. That was the first time Bobby saw snow. To see the ground covered in it was the most amazing thing he’d ever seen. He ran right out into it with nothing more than a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. He’s heard of a snowball fight. But now he realized that snow could fight back. He was sick for 2 weeks. Ever since, he hated the snow. He had no idea what winter was like.
By David E. Perry3 years ago in Fiction
Barbie In Winter Wonderland
Barbie was just hit by a snowball. “Who just threw the Snowball at me?” Barbie asked with a mischievous grin on her face. “I did, Barbie. What yah going to do about it? asked Olay the female version of Olaf the snowperson. She was taunting Barbie for a snowball fight.
By Mariann Carroll3 years ago in Fiction
My Snowy Valentine
February 14th, Valentine’s Day was the coldest day of the year. At least it felt that way for Rose. She imagined that Cupid was short by exactly one arrow, because the rest of the world was in love. She was tired of being single, but terrified of intimacy. The thought of going on a date made her sick to her stomach.
By Leslie Writes3 years ago in Fiction
You Don’t Know Jack
The kettle whistles in the kitchen The fire is crackling down the hall No matter how warm, it is his mission To chill the mood with his frosty balls
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
A Light Flurry
That's it. I'm moving back to Florida. Mom said to give it a chance; it's barely my first semester, but snow just isn't for me. It's too cold and there's just too much of it. Jackets? Layers? What's the point? It still finds its way into my unmentionables.
By B3 years ago in Fiction
Turning Time
“Do you want to play a game?” Tommy nodded. There was that glint of wickedness in Jamie’s eyes that meant he was plotting. Tommy never knew his brother’s intentions, but he always had fun, even when he got whooped for it.
By Skylar Callahan3 years ago in Fiction
Fortified And Mortified
Watching from the kitchen window, Patty questioned why the police were in the parking lot bordering her backyard. It was a doctor's lot connected to the hospital across the next street. There were two cars and a couple of officers looking for something. The sight wasn't unusual in their little burg, so Patty went about her business.
By Jason Morton3 years ago in Fiction
Special Delivery. Top Story - February 2024.
The heat register hums its sleepy tune as I stare listlessly at the snowy yard. The peace of the scene is interrupted by the crunch-crunch-crunch of the ill-prepared neighbors as they trudge arduously to their front door, arms full of supplies and children.
By Merrie Sanders3 years ago in Fiction