By Kevin Moriarity Managing Editor, FewerThan500 This is a wonderful time to be a flash fiction writer! The period between…
By Kevin Moriarity “And so, students of the Class of 1933, go forth and claim your futures!” The crowd applauded.…
By Kevin Moriarity Empty. I had never seen it empty. For 30 years it had contained more or less the…
By Kevin Moriarity I pulled my damp T-shirt away from my back with one hand while wiping sweat from my…
By Kevin Moriarity The last time I saw Janis was on Lake Michigan. It was a hot, muggy day…