Monthly Archives: November 2019

I’ts a Dog’s Life (or Lives.) Friday Flash Fics by Jeff Baker for November 29, 2019.

Posted on November 28, 2019 by jeffbaker307

The Dog and the Bastard and Other Oddities of History By Jeff Baker   Talking with dogs is one thing, but this was one time I should have gotten a tape recorder. “There are advantages to being a reincarnate,” Montpielier … Continue reading →

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Snowfall and Schnapps for Friday Flash Fics by Jeff Baker, November 24, 2019.

Posted on November 24, 2019 by jeffbaker307

Snowfall and Schnapps By Jeff Baker   The three of them trudged down the road in the snow toward the lights of town. “Hey! Let’s go in here!” Snooker said. “Never gone in here before!” “Yeah! Look at the sign, … Continue reading →

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Wandering Into Dangerous Waters with Friday Flash Fics for November 16,2019 by Jeff Baker

Posted on November 16, 2019 by jeffbaker307

One Foot In Sea and One Foot On Shore By Jeff Baker I’d been walking along the beach for quite a while, since before the sun set. I’d grown up around the Atlantic, but I’d taken it for granted. The … Continue reading →

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A Ghost Story And Some History for Friday Flash Fics by Jeff Baker. November7, 2019

Posted on November 6, 2019 by jeffbaker307

Remember, Remember the Fifth of November By Jeff Baker   “Well, I’ll tell you why we don’t use the church anymore and then you can decide whether you want to go through with this or not,” the elderly British priest … Continue reading →

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Night’s Falling on Friday Flash Fics for November 3, 2019 by Jeff Baker

Posted on November 4, 2019 by jeffbaker307

Night’s Falling By Jeff Baker   Ciallo walked out of the sea, his wings dripping wet. “You’re not going to be able to fly that way,” Sillek called out. Sillek was his little brother. “They’ll be dry by Night’s-Falling,” Ciallo … Continue reading →

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