- You fucking cunt
- Go out and explore
- The bird waddled
- Thaxn
- I love the things I hate about you
- He kept his socks on
- Shut the front door
- I didn’t fuck our next-door neighbour’s teenage son
- The isle loomed
- Snow wreaked havoc on morning traffic
- Eugenie Littlewhite mostly told the truth
- An infernal storm raged inside Kevin’s head
- Incoherent strumming
- He looked down on humanity
- Yet another Valentine’s Day without a boyfriend
- Cherry buds were blooming
- Vernon walks the wall vertically
- The yellow custard smiled at you
- So this priest tried to add me on Linked-In
- You are the colour of the North
- You’ll be sniffed out by the plants
- The wall of ice crept towards the house.
- These are your plug-in legs
- The lump was benign
- Game over. Or was it?
- See you tomorrow
- The time machine crashed halfway between Connecticut and the renaissance
- Guillermo swooned over his new girlfriend
- My name is Billy Wilder
- I’ve made a huge mistake
- The one-legged gunslinger
- The marble statues were silent witnesses
- I butted in on his date
- The foul stench of murder overpowered her cheap perfume
- Bring us to Beethoven and Chuck Berry
- A woolly mammoth appeared on the pink chair
- Quantum rules apply
- As if
- Tracking your every move since childhood
- The atheist extremists league
- Beelzebub was having a decidedly off-day
- Songbook for the criminally insane
- This is your dog?
- Can I tell you in images?
- The golf ball hits Jesper right between the eyes
- I live in Hamlet
- It was anyone’s guess where his cell-phone had disappeared to
- Nothing a pinch of salt can’t fix
- Gamma Seti was just a tiny dot
- Do not draw their attention
- Floppy shoes, a squirting flower and an assortment of red noses
- The spandex hero was in hot pursuit
- Rain swooped down on the festival like a biblical plague
- Atop the ruins of the giant art deco building
- Monogamy is a myth
- The cog-men admired the craftsmanship
- The wreck of the San Vincenzo
- Send in the pussy whisperers
- Do you believe in magic?
- Squiggly letters
- If life were a movie
- Maybe you should become a woman
- Dear Mary
- Coon. Dink. Eyetie. Kraut. Nip. Raghead.
- Terrible chat-up line number one
- The blowfish chef
- Math is fun
- The city’s veins were congested
- I should warn you, the box is empty
- The egg hatched under the Arctic
- Why not nuke Belgium?
- Svetlana was now the richest person in the world
- The toddler says ‘Dafydd’
- Take a walk among the ghosts
- The guy with the trapezoid hair
- His writer’s block was 13 inches high
- With a zoomph
- How about Mykonos?
- You are the best thing since sliced bread
- The ditty was insufferable
- The girl declared dead half an hour ago
- Shameless self-promotion was George’s forte
- You don’t like Sophie’s fiancée, do you, hon?
- This be the account of my untimely death
- Knock-knock
- Quentin hated the king
- Anastasia twirled the cyanide pill
- Smoke. Asparagus. A hint of seaweed.
- Godspeed
- Flight 666 to HEL
- The Sunday visit to mom
- Whispering is a craft
- Howdy, neighbour
- You can cure me, right?
- The difference in appearance was so striking
- You crave the numbness the alcohol provides
- Themba took the moletrain
- Haikus are easy
- The company’s baseline read ‘love your job’
- She disembowelled the priest on the altar
- Higher
- Jésus
- We’ve lost the Belgian contingent in the Sinai
- The songs travelled in her suitcase
- Reporting anything unusual won’t hurt you
- The upside of loneliness
- The invaders will return to annihilate us
- Seventeen penalties
- Its giant tentacles embraced the building
- Svea had gotten used to the cold, though not to the coldness of Ragnar
- Welcome to the poison squad
- The day after the merger
- Luckily the ice kept the bodies cold
- An open and shut case
- A hunter, lost in the woods
- It’s all between the ears
- The wormhole spat out the spaceship
- She hesitated to go up to him
- Here the séance turned violent
- I think up words for a living
- The withdrawal symptoms
- I feel lemon
- Swing for the fence
- The Lunar detective
- It hurts me to hurt her
- Serge smiled dumbly
- Olympic silver
- The morbidity of the soul
- Monsieur Stanley, je présume?
- The MP for Islingworth
- The return of the one-legged gunslinger
- The rabbit’s stare
- Big Ben tolled
- The majority of the continent
- The DNA left no room for interpretation
- Blood spurted by the gallon
- Good morning, ladies and gentlemen, you are on the train to…
- The etiquette of eating
- My name is Paul and I’m an addict
- Ong Lek had been a very naughty Buddhist indeed
- Ann was short
- It is possible
- Define the smell of happiness
- One in five
- So the dick is a deal-breaker?
- They were eager to learn
- I call it the sincerity machine
- The weight of expectation
- I invariably picked the back row
- You forgot my snowflakes
- The scissor-wielding street gang
- The giraffe’s neck pushed through the foliage
- Time Travel Inc. When can I help you?
- Between the braids of hair nestled sand
- In other news
- The blood stains wouldn’t come out
- Even if Dali and Magritte
- The needle finds the right groove immediately
- I first kissed her when I was eleven and she was ten
- It was a dark and stormy night
- Drink more. Eat more. Fuck more.
- Impeachment is inevitable
- Their entire world
- When you’re waist-deep in shit and it’s not a metaphor
- Dum-digge-dum-digge-dum-digge-dum
- A mother, a widow, an heiress
- Holiday nostalgia hits you in delay
- The zebra rodeo
- She had smuggled
- Your vote will make a difference
- Lollipop!
- Explicit lyrics
- A girl. Again.
- Once upon a time there was a woodsman’s daughter
- The curious walkway curves
- Sax ad, noun
- Lately, I recall my dreams again
- The car hurls over the edge
- One dead body, two dozen suspects
- Limbo
- Tomorrow there’ll be millions
- Romcom for one
- Zodwa
- I hate
- The floodlights give out
- The dark beckons
- Look, his first teeth
- The human face is a wondrous tool
- He’ll never amount to anything
- The negro boy
- Ain’t worth shit
- Boo Boo Snicklefretz
- Humanity’s fate
- Kaiser Wilhelm
- Coming up to fourteen minutes past the hour
- If I hug you, will it warm you?
- Throw in the towel, Bill
- You are empty
- Once the sands
- If a bar
- The hypnotic whirl
- Drone 682 to spaceport twelve
- Women with glasses are sexy
- Who’s going to miss him?
- The small record store
- Marty the Moose sensed he was going to die
- Your luminescent disposition
- A physicist, a chemist and a priest
- I have no-one to play with and that is nonsense
- For centuries man had prayed for their Gods to descend. And now they had
- I did it all by myself
- The Tubular Alloy Steel Company
- Her insomnia
- Garbage spills
- I saw her naked
- Heads, she wins. Tails, I do.
- The traffic light flashes to a lighter shade of grey
- They were a rowdy bunch, this lot
- Being born on the cobbled streets
- There was an i in team
- Never trust a man without eyebrows
- A fondness of rhubarb
- RUOK?
- Despite all she’d been through, her shoes were still shining
- She does yoga and calls it a sport
- Death followed Martin around like a shadow
- Two had gone before
- The letter broke off abruptly after the words ‘I love you’
- The black midget ref
- My brain is open
- The revenge of the one-legged gunslinger
- The news from Baltimore arrived in a hearse
- We need a five point one rating in metered markets, not a snowball’s chance in hell
- I might love her
- The labyrinth
- The corruption of Alexandra
- Across the mountain pass
- You look thirsty, Pavel
- Think of it as a miniature time machine
- Monday
- When insanity came knocking
- All aboard!
- A winnable war
- On page 87 of the screenplay the actor died
- Peek-a-boo!
- Manitoba Lee
- Each time a friend, a colleague, even a random stranger asked him a question
- Life through a lens
- So this is the afterlife
- Certified bullshit
- I didn’t remember who started the talk: I or the convict
- None of the above
- Rien ne va plus
- His magnificent form started cracking
- Scaling giants
- Just blow the bloody fish to smithereens
- You know what’s wrong with this meringue?
- When the genius fucks up
- His majesty’s gallows
- Babi’s sugar intake
- Now the crocodile is in his coffin
- Objection overruled
- My dalliance with the devil
- How long has it been?
- Punch the keys
- The Polarians worshipped three gods
- Suicide note
- He’d promised them hope but all they saw in him was despair
- The day after
- The impenetrable safe
- The lava lamp sold
- Trust a Sikh and I fire a Jew
- Gunsmoke
- How queer, the pink elephant thought
- Water had run out days ago
- From the quagmire a creature arose
- The jazz trumpet sounded blue
- The autophagus
- Damn your vertigo
- After the gold rush
- So, mister Smith, we meet at last
- Hey, God
- Between the noise a sentence hid
- A neigh. A kick. Death.
- Life on the riverboat
- The beard must go
- Uneasy lies one’s head
- Inside the frame
- Most of Machu Pichu
- The eyes followed Cordelia around the room
- The pothole gobbled up the front wheel, then spat it out again
- I and the other sardines
- The ninth floor of the Soviet State Library
- The children all hauled a lumbering beast behind them
- The jumbo jet
- You’re getting sleepy
- The blood didn’t curdle, it boiled
- The radiation will kill you
- You pestilent woman
- And that, as they say, is it
Hi mate. Thanks for stopping by my newborn blog 😀 really like it here!
Thanks for putting all these in an archive. You made it easy to get to and the 300 word stories are fast and easy to read. I like what I have read so far. I started at 132 and I’m working my way up. Then it will be working my way down to number 300. Don’t stop!
Hi! Thanks for the follow. Looking forward to digging into these stories!
Thanks for liking and following my blog. I shall take a look at yours. I love the task and the limitations you have set yourself.
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Hi, I recently got myself into writing 300word stories by virtue of being persuaded into entering a 300 word story competition. I was looking for inspiration on google and I came across your blog. Its really great. I dont know if I’ll write 300 stories, but you have inspired me to set up my own blog for my stories. Once I’ve learnt to drive my wordpress will publish my blog address and you too can read my stories.
Looking forward to reading some of your stories. If you enjoy writing 300 word tales even half as much as I do, you’re in for much fun.
Hi I’m learning my way through wordpress. I’ve writtend 8 posts but they are in draft, How do I publish my draft. I havent come across this the tutorials.
Ok, I’ve figured it out.
Impressive! I’ll have to return with some time for reading.
Thank you for choosing to follow one of my blogs. I hope you continue to enjoy the posts.
That is some output. I am in the shade…
Many thanks for stopping by my blog. I appreciate it.
Just wanted to say I think this is an amazing, ambitious project that you are keeping up with competently. Well done!
Found this a very interesting excersize! Congrats on finishing 300 stories! 🙂
I love your stories and you inspired me to write (I write in Spanish)
hi, thanks for following me. i find your stories rather intriguing, esp with the limit you have set. that itself is very creative.
will visit often.