Read more about the article Build Your Writing Career and Platform with Snap, Dash and Flash
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Build Your Writing Career and Platform with Snap, Dash and Flash

When I fell in love with flash fiction, seduced by the six-word story attributed to Hemingway: “For sale: baby, shoes, never worn,” I never dreamed flash would love me back. Here’s what makes flash FLASH Flashes deliver endings that twist or transform, leaving readers haunted by the story’s afterimages.  They’re short, forcing the writer to toss wasted words. Learning to write a complete story in one to two pages forces you to dive straight into the story and the action.…

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Love Affair with the Sea

The wind whistles my name,“You’re late for our adventure.” It tugs at my hair, twisting dreams into the strands. The surf swallows my prints—No matter, my feet leave more, daring the sand to remember.  Each time the sea surges, teasing, whispering, calling out, “Again?” I dance, bare toes sinking, weaving salt-laced promises into the tide. Foam kisses my ankles, tugs, pleads—"Stay." Laughter rises in my chest, wild as the waves. "Always." (c) 2025 Lynne Curry Published as Dancing with the…

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Paint the Silence

If Lonely calls, let the phone ring until it fades into silence. If Lonely taps your shoulder, brush it off. If Lonely slips you a note, fold it into an airplane and let the wind decide. If Lonely intercepts you as you’re walking,  wave toward the horizon. “I’m heading somewhere brighter.” If Lonely scoffs, explain, “I’m joining friends. Haven’t met them yet but will soon.” If Lonely follows you home to slip like a shadow under the door, tell Lonely,…

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The Vow

My heart pounded like a jackhammer as I reached the school’s back door at five a.m. High above, a crescent moon hung askew, its weak light struggling through the clouds, powerless to pierce the inky dark. What excuse would save me if caught? I’d likely lose my teaching job. Except—I owed it to Matt to take the risk. The ten-year-old’s trust echoed in my mind, the pain he’d spilled into last week’s free-writing assignment anchoring me. When I had invited…

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The Workplace Sleuth Series

Against the raw, untamed beauty of an Alaska few ever see beyond a cruise ship deck, Human Resources sleuth Jess Cassidy tackles the experiences every woman encounters at some point in her life—grief that knocks her to her knees; fears that paralyze risk-taking; betrayal that cuts deep; and the need to summon courage when it matters most.

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