Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: My Wildest Dreams


(I did some rewriting on this Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer’s piece. Managing to get the word count down. If you read it through your email before…see if the newer version is a bit more succinct.)

I spotted an exquisite Brick house, overgrown with leaves in brilliant red as I walked my dachshund Luna. The house had a turquoise wooden door and it beckoned me inside. No one answered when I cal…

Source: Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: My Wildest Dreams

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