Sarah L. Crowder

Category: Flash Fiction

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    Flash Fiction: A Neighbor’s Warning

    I was unpacking boxes when Steven told me about the weird neighbor. “She was telling me what we could and couldn’t do, all kinds of crazy stuff,” he said as he stuffed bubble wrap into an overflowing garbage bag. “This neighborhood doesn’t even have an HOA.” “Like what?” I asked, distracted by the dishes I’d… Continue reading

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    Woe, Malice, Frolic, Dread

    October is finally here! Welcome to Spooky Season. It has been a rough year. A rough couple of years? Maybe even a rough decade. Everything feels terrible. The vibes are bad. Rancid, even! We find ourselves once more enfolded in Spooky Season’s velvet embrace, but many of us are so mired in unpleasantness that we… Continue reading

  • September 2025

    Spooky Season is almost here! The weather almost feels like fall, even here in the swamp. Bring on the autumn! I’m ready. Money I bought a lot of stuff in September, though nothing outside my current low-buy rules. I only spent $6.00 on my regular sewing subscription and nothing on clothing. But I bought a… Continue reading

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