AFTER EVER AFTER on E-Book

I appreciate each and every one who has purchased my latest book – a collection of short stories re-imagined from classic fairy tales – AFTER EVER AFTER. But I also know many have been waiting for the e-book version, and here it is!

After Ever After cover

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Available at half the price of the print version, you can read this on your Kindle reader right away. I admire you for being willing to tempt the darkness again and explore the other side of happy endings. (For you #FridayFictioneers, you’ll recognize the inspiration for many stories within that came from those weekly escapades.) And I am extra grateful when you leave me a review on Amazon. Thanks!

Friday Flash Fiction – New Year’s Resignation (Sci-Fi)

Photo copyright Rochelle Wisoff Fields

Light rained down upon the cheering crowds, each color exhaling with sensation.  A boy and girl stood on the fringe of people.  They ducked beneath a metal canopy with each star burst, avoiding the liquid light that coated the others.

“We have to get out now.  Before the control effects kick in for the year.”

The girl shook a spark from the back of her hand, frowning.  Yes, the annual medical conformity celebration.  The spark burned and spread.

“Right…Just come out and see this last explosion.”

The boy looked up and his heart sank.

Many thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting the Friday Fictioneers!  Each Friday brings a new photo prompt and the challenge to write a story in just 100 words.  Follow the group on FaceBook or via Twitter – #FridayFictioneers.  Please visit more Fictioneers for some Friday Flash fun!


Friday Flash Fiction – “Along Came a Spider”

Photo copyright Rochelle Wisoff Fields

They had called her “Miss Muffet”, oh so many years ago.  They thought it funny, her running away and crying behind the pump house, sucking on the swollen finger that would soon show the spider’s angry sting.

No one had considered her since.  Not a single child commented on her sudden affinity for arachnids.  No concerned mother queried her parents about her odd, luminous eyes, her preference for the dark.

She was grown now, with a husband.  He labored for hours on the most delicate of artistic pieces – his gifts to the world.  She liked to watch him work, thinking of their hundreds of children about to go off into the world.  No doubt they would frighten many a child.

Many thanks to Madison Woods for hosting the Friday Fictioneers!  Each Friday brings a new photo prompt and the challenge to write a story in just 100 words.  Follow the group on FaceBook or via Twitter – #FridayFictioneers.  Please visit more Fictioneers for some Friday Flash fun!