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Text to image art © C A Lovegrove. They say swearing is a sign of intelligence, but I don’t know about that. Also that profuse swearing relates to creativity – the more swear words you know the greater your vocabulary – but I only regularly use a handful of expletives. Does swearing affect the ability to tolerate pain? I’ll test that by stubbing my—— An exercise in Flash Fiction Fifty Five…

Giant: illustration by Arthur Rackham When Mick was little he thought of big Gus as Shouty Man. All he could think of while growing up was being big enough to give Gus a taste of his own medicine. Only now, as a six footer, with Gus shrunk to a little wizened man, Mick realised what being Big truly meant. · Flash Fiction Fifty Five, a short story of only 55 words (including title), first…

She drew the diary from her shoulder bag, and its weight seemed portentous. Feeling a sudden chill she picked up the poker with her other hand and stirred the glowing coals, breathing new life into the fire. As if on impulse, she deftly threw the book into the flames. Take that, 2016! she thought, fiercely.   Flash Fiction Fifty Five, a story made up of 55 words including the title

Giant: illustration by Arthur Rackham When Mick was little he thought of big Gus as Shouty Man. All he could think of while growing up was being big enough to give Gus a taste of his own medicine. Only now, as a six footer, with Gus shrunk to a little wizened man, Mick realised what being Big truly meant. · ( • ) · · Flash Fiction Fifty Five, a short story of only 55 words (including title) More…

“I’m the winner!” shouted Romulus (or was it Remus?) as he teasingly leapt over the stone wall that Remus (or was it Romulus?) had made round his new city. “No, you’re not,” said the other crossly and knocked him down dead. “The first shall be last,” he said, and laughed. “Or should I say … late?” ________________________ My first — and hopefully not my last — attempt at Flash Fiction Fifty-Five,…