By Brenda Anderson In the waiting room elderly folk stared at the wallpaper. The elephant did a pirouette. Keira slipped
By The Foogy Bear Midnight. Full moon. Old rickety house with too many creaks, too many squeaks. Joe looked at
By Joseph Bouthiette, Jr. Maybe I’m losing weight, or maybe I’m losing my sense of the ground. I’m stretching with
For the winner of the first Flim-Flam contest, I wanted something special. Chiquita the garden gnome is just the thing.
Let’s get started. This is Flim-Flam’s first flash fiction piece – by yours truly. A small taste. Be sure to
Garden Gnome Publications has opened its doors. Sorry, gardens don’t have doors, do they? Oh well, you know what I