A Flash Fiction Blog for the Black Diaspora by Khàli LaBré
Don’t you hate when you know you should be writing, but you just can’t think of anything to write? Maybe you have an essay to write for class? Or, you have a novel to finish? A presentation or speech to give? There are many articles out there about this topic, but you came to Lemons …
If you’re currently in college and you’re an English major, you’ve more than likely become familiar with some of the questions that English majors get asked so frequently: “What are you gonna do with that degree?” “Why didn’t you pick a STEM major? Humanities are useless!” “Soooo, you’re gonna be a teacher?” Well, as a …
What in the devil is a “flash fiction”? You might be wondering why I decided to create a blog that is dedicated to a thing called flash fiction. What in the fried fish is a flash fiction!? I’m glad you asked! Flash fiction is a form of fiction that can also be considered as microfiction, …
Where did I get the name Lemons & Gold from? Well, a few years ago around the time I was completing my undergrad degree, Lemons & Gold was supposed to be a website all about Mental Health and Wellness, and the appreciation of both, the good and bad parts of life. After all, light cannot …
Quinita followed Lexi into her office. Just like the rest of the building, everything was see-through. However, Lexi opened the drawer of her desk and reached into and pressed a button. The windows of her office instantly went black. Lexi threw her long, dark Latina hair over her shoulder with flair. “Why she gotta be …
Although Drew was a difficult man to deal with, he always took good care of Quinita. Whenever their research team found themselves in a crunch to meet a deadline to provide results for other medical centers, or they were running out of funding for one of their projects, Quinita was always the one that seemed …
“Damn, I don’t feel like takin’ my ass to work tomorrow,” she said as she threw herself on the couch. “Meeeeoooowwww…” her cat, Twelve, replied sympathetically. Almost as if he completely understood how she felt as he made his way over to comfort her on the black couch. She sat up, fluffed her hair back …