Tag Archives: anger

Flash Fiction – Angry Child

Posted on July 18, 2016 by Helen

She was an angry child. And as they say, angry children grow into angry adults. Her parents barely noticed, but then they barely noticed her at all. They were busy, of course, being ambitious, being successful, being wealthy. And so … Continue reading →

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(Flash Fiction) Five: Wrath

Posted on March 4, 2016 by Helen

In hell they rage.  They wake in torment and they scream to the unhearing universe. In hell every slight, every scornful look, every trick played upon them is etched large and dark.  Hell is not fire, hell is not external … Continue reading →

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Schadenfreude – Twenty Four

Posted on February 21, 2016 by Helen

The first sign came from the original source – he looked at the comedy sites. Schaden was still posting. Days after the attack. His heart sank. He swallowed the bitter pill of knowledge. She wasn’t in some hospital. Even if … Continue reading →

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Schadenfreude – Twenty Three

Posted on February 14, 2016 by Helen

There were times when self-interest had to give way to something better, and as he lay in the relatively safety of the hospital room, surrounded by the very best medical care, he felt protected like a child by a parent. … Continue reading →

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The Others – Twenty Four

Posted on October 22, 2015 by Helen

Who’d have thought I’d belong with such as these? If, indeed, I did. “And you Peter?” Gabriel said, once she had finished. We had finished our lunch and were left drinking champagne, feeling a bit light-headed and free, “How did … Continue reading →

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Animation – Fifteen

Posted on August 14, 2015 by Helen

Too late a god understands that free will has a hidden sting. I wonder if the original god, who created all of our world, found a similar regret when his creations had inner lives, not just outer. Like me perhaps, … Continue reading →

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Animation – Eight

Posted on June 26, 2015 by Helen

How simply it begins, this fall from grace. I wonder if it was thus for Lucifer, most beautiful of the angels (and how could I presume to understand that?), but still, happening upon the thought of power – new, unbidden … Continue reading →

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The Hanged Girl – Twenty

Posted on May 4, 2015 by Helen

  Lisa woke alone, to the sound of police sirens outside her house. She barely had time to register the sad loneliness of waking without Damien there, not even knowing he had left her in the night or what to … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Nineteen

Posted on April 23, 2015 by Helen

Dearest Violet is in my kitchen, slicing and dicing vegetables for our soup.  She has chosen a recipe for chicken soup, and the meat is already finely sliced and lightly fried, and it now sits on blotting paper to the … Continue reading →

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The Hanged Girl – Eighteen

Posted on April 20, 2015 by Helen

Lisa took the day off from the bookstore, claiming a migraine and getting the casual staff member Bruce to watch over the business for her in her absence. But in truth it was not a migraine that kept her away … Continue reading →

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