National Flash Fiction Day 

An international flash-fiction journal created by you and edited by a team of volunteer editors on behalf of National Flash Fiction Day.

We open for submissions for one week a year.  During that week, we receive over 1,000 stories and select our favourites for publication on National Flash Fiction Day.  On that day, we post a flood of flash, with a new story appearing every five-to ten minutes for a 24-hour flash extravaganza.


Prose poetry

Amy Barnes

Ingrid Jendrzejewski

FlashFlood Journal

We welcome any subject, any genre, any style, any perspective, anything as long as it's flash.

We have reserved spots for unpublished writers (submit to our Debut Fiction call).

If you would like to make more than one submission, we kindly request that you consider making a donation as we are charged per submission.

We consider all previously unpublished work for award nominations. Previously published stories may be submitted as long as you retain copyright and any period of exclusivity with the original publisher has lapsed.

General call

Hilary Ayshford is a former science journalist and editor based in rural Kent in the UK. She writes flash fiction and short stories and has been nominated for Best Of The Net and Best Small Fictions. She likes her music in a minor key and has a penchant for the darker side of human nature.
https://hilaryayshford-writer.weebly.com
Bluesky: @hilary55.bsky.social
Threads: hilaryayshford
X: @hilary553

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A short story about time travel and poetry.

Having Second Thoughts About Fractured Timelines

You press the flush but instead of swirling away the water rises steadily up the sides of the porcelain bowl and in your head the fear begins to swell because none of the magazines tell you what to do in this situation...

Welling Up

They cast him out, the superfluous one, the un-needed one, the one whose crime it was to be one-too-many. He spent the days sighing under swishing trees, mourning his way ...

Breadwinner

I Don't Know

Thank you SmokeLong Fitness for the feedback. 

Feel & I

What To Do When Muriel Dies

Bunty And The Gnome

The Law Of The Playground

"Hey. I had a dream, and you were there. We were walking through the field in Hampstead Heath, the one where I watched clouds with John. But you were there this time, and we shared an apple like horses – with big bites, each to a side."

After the Tone

"I thought of you today, in another time and place, where we sat tucked on a balcony behind Flemish buildings, watching..."

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