By Kyle French, on April 19th, 2007
365 Tomorrows, a science fiction weblog, has a new story up by yours truly. They specialize in something they call “flash fiction,” which they describe as 500 words or less, So it’s a quick read.
However, I urge caution. It’s not for the faint of heart.
By Kyle French, on March 19th, 2007
This story is a repost from August 7, 2002. But I was thinking of it today, and made a few stylistic changes. Happy reading!
This is a story about two sisters who were the same age, and lived alone in a big house in the middle of a great field. Their names (if you’ll [...]
By Kyle French, on August 1st, 2006
Well Jon, it sounds like you’re depressed.
No kidding.
Well, it’s important to say it. When I was a kid, I used to get 2-3 colds a year, but I was raised to insist that my sinuses were just sensitive to air pressure changes. But you know, colds have a set of typical symptoms, things [...]
By Kyle French, on July 19th, 2002
“Now I pass beyond these gates of time.”
Those were the last words of Elizabeth Rachel LeMontre. It was another fifteen minutes before she died, but she didn’t say anything after that. I think she wanted to have famous last words, and those were the best she could think of, so she [...]
By Kyle French, on April 22nd, 2002
Jeremy Flynn was 7 miles from the Tennessee State line when he remembered the livermush and Cheerwine. He immediately took his foot off the gas, but it was too late: the sign for exit 7 was already swishing past him. He accelerated again and started looking for another road sign. Karen wanted [...]
By Kyle French, on April 20th, 2002
What do you mean when you say, “worship?”
Worship is simply pleasing God.
But how do you please a god you have never seen, whose voice you have never physically heard?
By Kyle French, on April 17th, 2002
There’s a legend in our village, I don’t know how old it is. Sure it was an old story when I was a boy. There was this great city that stood on this very spot. No one knows any longer the name of that city, it was so long ago, but we [...]
By Kyle French, on April 16th, 2002
When my sons were first born, I thought I should be a happy man. I mean: five! Who could not help but be a happy man?! My darling Rebecca, she gave birth to five boys all at once. Well, not all at once: it took her all the night. [...]
By Kyle French, on April 3rd, 2002
Once upon a time, upon a little hill in the middle of nowhere, stood a little blond-headed girl about the age of thirteen. And although she probably had any number of faults, there was one that stood out terribly to her: She loved. She loved with a terrible fierceness of devotion and [...]
By Kyle French, on March 31st, 2002
The lion looked at me with a gleam in his eye.
“Will you come in?”
He looked like some Egyptian monument; his haunches reached up as much as forty feet; his head was twice as tall as me. Settling down on his belly, he placed his head near the ground before me, and opened [...]
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