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WELCOME TO FLASH POINT SF!

We publish new flash SF&F stories every other Friday. Get started with our Latest Stories below, or search our Archives. You can also join our Subscription Mailing List for just $5 USD a year! Sign up now for great flash fiction delivered to your inbox on alternating Fridays ad infinitum.

LATEST STORIES

The Seven-Hundred and Fifty-Eighth Floor
The apartment complex was infinite, but that distinction seemed theoretically irrelevant on the seven-hundred and fifty-eighth floor.
BROWSE BY GENRE

We publish new flash SF&F stories every other Friday. Get started with our Latest Stories below, or search our Archives. You can also join our Subscription Mailing List for just $5 USD a year! Sign up now for great flash fiction delivered to your inbox on alternating Fridays ad infinitum.

LATEST STORIES

We’ll Keep It on File May 6, 2022 “This gap here, when you stopped going to the Moon—care to explain what you were doing in that time?”
And Fill Me from the Crown to the Toe April 22, 2022 “See, there’s this legend about an actor, way back, decades ago. She died in an accident during dress rehearsal, but kind of… lingered, I guess.”
Pen-pals April 8, 2022 "I built this house with my own two hands," the letters dripped. "It will forever be mine. YOU MUST LEAVE." All that blood. Where does a ghost get blood?
Mixed Signals March 25, 2022 “Maybe the doll’s a warning?” Sam offered, then reached down and pulled his Glock from its holster. He was making a case not to do something risky, as always, then…
The Seven-Hundred and Fifty-Eighth Floor
The apartment complex was infinite, but that distinction seemed theoretically irrelevant on the seven-hundred and fifty-eighth floor.
We’ll Keep It on File
“This gap here, when you stopped going to the Moon—care to explain what you were doing in that time?”
And Fill Me from the Crown to the Toe
“See, there’s this legend about an actor, way back, decades ago. She died in an accident during dress rehearsal, but kind …
Pen-pals
"I built this house with my own two hands," the letters dripped. "It will forever be mine. YOU MUST LEAVE." All …

WELCOME TO FLASH POINT SF!

We publish new flash SF&F stories every other Friday. Get started with our Latest Stories below, or search our Archives. You can also join our Subscription Mailing List for just $5 USD a year! Sign up now for great flash fiction delivered to your inbox on alternating Fridays ad infinitum.

LATEST STORIES

The Seven-Hundred and Fifty-Eighth Floor
The apartment complex was infinite, but that distinction seemed theoretically irrelevant on the seven-hundred and fifty-eighth floor.
BROWSE BY GENRE

We publish new flash SF&F stories every other Friday. Get started with our Latest Stories below, or search our Archives. You can also join our Subscription Mailing List for just $5 USD a year! Sign up now for great flash fiction delivered to your inbox on alternating Fridays ad infinitum.

LATEST STORIES

We’ll Keep It on File May 6, 2022 “This gap here, when you stopped going to the Moon—care to explain what you were doing in that time?”
And Fill Me from the Crown to the Toe April 22, 2022 “See, there’s this legend about an actor, way back, decades ago. She died in an accident during dress rehearsal, but kind of… lingered, I guess.”
Pen-pals April 8, 2022 "I built this house with my own two hands," the letters dripped. "It will forever be mine. YOU MUST LEAVE." All that blood. Where does a ghost get blood?
Mixed Signals March 25, 2022 “Maybe the doll’s a warning?” Sam offered, then reached down and pulled his Glock from its holster. He was making a case not to do something risky, as always, then…
The Seven-Hundred and Fifty-Eighth Floor
The apartment complex was infinite, but that distinction seemed theoretically irrelevant on the seven-hundred and fifty-eighth floor.
We’ll Keep It on File
“This gap here, when you stopped going to the Moon—care to explain what you were doing in that time?”
And Fill Me from the Crown to the Toe
“See, there’s this legend about an actor, way back, decades ago. She died in an accident during dress rehearsal, but kind …
Pen-pals
"I built this house with my own two hands," the letters dripped. "It will forever be mine. YOU MUST LEAVE." All …