Paris in the Springtime

Paris in the springtime was the inspiration for a micro flash I wrote recently entitled ‘I Don’t’.

I’m absolutely delighted that it was selected as the English language entry for the European Association of Creative Writing Programs Flash Fiction Contest.

You can read ‘I Don’t’ and the thirteen other entries here. (All of the non-English flash have been translated into English.)  There’s also a public vote ( with the final winner  selected by a panel of judges) but you can’t vote for the flash that represents your country.



One Fish, Two Fish, Jellyfish

Jellyfish Review is one of my dream publications so I was thrilled when editor Christopher James accepted a mosaic flash for publication before Christmas. It went up on the site today. It’s called The Neverlands and was created in a Kathy Fish Fast Flash workshop. If you ever get a chance to do a workshop with Kathy, grab it!

You can read The Neverlands here.


You Say Tomato: Finding My (British) Voice


Delighted to have my comic audio essay “You Say Tomato” included in 100 voices for 100 years. It’s about coming to grips with the British vernacular, although as you’ll hear, the accent remains out of reach. You can listen to it here 

100 voices for 100 years was set up by Miranda Roszkowski to commemorate the centenary of  female suffrage in the UK. Every day there’s a new piece written by a women on the theme of something they have achieved. There’s a wealth of inspiring voices waiting to be heard.

Flying Flash

One of my flash fiction stories, “Shut Up and Drive”, was selected for inclusion in Canada’s first short story dispensing machine, located at Edmonton International Airport. How cool is that?



Photo from EIA website


You can read more about the project here.

I would love to see a print-out of my story, so the first person who gets to Edmonton and sends me a picture of it will be awarded a prize.


This time last year I embarked on the novel-writing program – Nanowrimo – where you spend November eating too much getting no exercise writing the first draft of a novel. And I did it! But that draft is still marinating a year on. I will get back to it, I will.

But today I’m starting NanoFlash – a variation on the original, whereby I will write one flash a day for thirty days. Today’s prompt is to write about someone trying to shake an addiction. And in some ways flash fiction has become a bit of an addiction for me. I like it, I seem to be reasonably good at it and I’m much less emotionally involved when I submit flash, than I was with my novel. Sure the rejections still sting a bit, but I’ve always got several flash on the go, there are so many places I can submit, and I haven’t invested years in writing a specific piece, the way I did with Up She Rises, which despite getting very close to being picked up several times recently, remains unpublished. YET.

So I’m off to write about addiction, but can I share some excellent flash news, please?  I have work forthcoming in three print anthologies (more details when I can say more) as well as a super exciting flash adventure that I can’t talk about yet. And, my latest print publication is a flash entitled “Cell for One” which appears in  Ellipsis Zine’s ‘One’ anthology. I’m so thrilled to be published alongside so many of my flash heroes. You can order your own copy here.





On Rejection

I saw  on Twitter where someone asked what it was like to be a writer and someone replied that they would ring every night at two a.m. to tell her how crap she was. It was funny if close to the bone. Because angst and self-doubt are ever-present.

But so is the flip side – rejection. It’s your classic chicken and egg.

And it’s hard. Even when you’re told it’s a numbers game OR it’s subjective OR maybe the journal you submitted to just accepted another piece with a similar theme




But you suck it up and you keep submitting.  Two weeks ago a flash piece I submitted somewhere was rejected. I changed the title and sent it out again and it was accepted for publication within hours. But yes, I did go eat worms first.

This morning a different journal rejected another flash but in the nicest possible way, with an invitation to submit again. Killing me softly. Still, I sucked it up, did a quick edit and sent it back out, this time to three journals. It’s a numbers game, right?

Now, where are those worms?