C. A. Winter Blog

To the reader: Thank you for taking the time to read this story. ‘ Unworried ’ passes as a short story but it runs a tad long for a traditional short story- ending around 16K words.  Earlier this year, I wrote a novel. I’m editing and revising and rewriting the whole thing, but over the holidays I wanted to work on something different. This is that something.  This is the first time I’ve written something like this. Typically, I do a lot of ‘flash fiction’ by accident. Flash fiction is something I recently learned of. I’ll share the knowledge with you; it’s a form of writing that settles around the 2K word mark. For me, that is a short excerpt or a chapter that just occurs in the night. I didn’t know there was a name for it other than ‘scrapped stories.’ In my opinion, flash fiction is something to keep the fingers typing in between the important stuff. Its value is presented through variety in creativity and ability to bake the cookie. I rather enjoy it, and I’m glad someone ...

(STG) The Dog Sequence Written by C. A. Winter      He snatched the keys from the ignition and dumped them in his jacket. His hair itched from the balaclava. In the rear view, the bay was motionless and dark. A lamppost at the end of the street stood orange and alone against a moonless night. Alan shuffled around in his backpack for something. He already had his mask over his face. “Do we need to run through it again?” Robbie asked, peering over.  “I think we’re good.” “Back door, right?” “Yeah. You care if I just,” Alan jabbed his finger up and pressed a button. The cab light shone for a second, and he reached into his bag. He turned it off as quickly as it flashed.  “Dude.” Robbie whispered. “Sorry.” He watched the bay from the mirror. It was a nice neighbourhood with nice homes filled with nice people. The kind of people that don’t expect this kind of thing. A click, pop, and clap brought him back to the car.  “Check this shit out.”  “What the hell ...