My Flash Fiction – Under Canvas


“Paulie? The others will be here soon.”

I felt his shoulders tighten. Lying side by side inside the tent, even though we were fully dressed against the chill and not actually, actually touching, was intimate in a whole new and torturous way.

He sighed. “It’ll be dark soon, Matt. Abby doesn’t like driving in the dark. And Eddy’s never been keen on sleeping outdoors. And everyone else… well.”

“What do you mean?” Did he think this was my fault? I’d left messages for our gang about the when and where to meet. Bloody irritating that so many of them had turned off their phones.

“Matt.” Paulie didn’t sound angry. “You didn’t know?”

There was a growing knot of panic in my belly. “What’s going on?”….


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Clare London took her pen name from the city where she lives, loves, and writes. A lone, brave female in a frenetic, testosterone-fuelled family home, she juggles her writing with her other day job as an accountant. She’s written in many genres and across many settings, with award-winning novels and short stories published both online and in print. She says she likes variety in her writing while friends say she’s just fickle, but as long as both theories spawn good fiction, she’s happy. Most of her work features male/male romance and drama with a healthy serving of physical passion, as she enjoys both reading and writing about strong, sympathetic, and sexy characters. Clare currently has several novels sulking at that tricky chapter three stage and plenty of other projects in mind... she just has to find out where she left them in that frenetic, testosterone-fuelled family home. Clare loves to hear from readers, and you can contact her here: Website: E-mail: Blog: Facebook: Twitter: Goodreads: Amazon: Google+ :