Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette

Hello, my brother and sister bloggers and writes.  The Old Soldier is here with the Friday edition of The Gazette.  It’s a cold, sunny day in Pittsburgh and I thought I would post this before going out into the weather.

First off, if you’re having issues in your writing caused by spelling, grammatical and punctuation errors the Old Soldier can help.  Just click on the Editorial Services tab at the top of the page…

The Gazette is always looking to showcase the work of other flash fiction writers.  Click on the Open Contest/Submissions tab at the top of the page and read all about it…

And finally, a little flash fiction story for your entertainment.  Be safe.  Tell your friends about The Gazette and try to enjoy life.  The next edition of The Gazette will be published on Monday.

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Crazy Mocha   

It’s 2:45 pm and I’m in the Crazy Mocha in Bloomfield.  I tell the young woman behind the counter that this is my first time here and could she suggest something.

“I’ve sold a lot of Caramel Lattes today.”

“Okay, I’ll have that.”

I’m really not a coffee drinker but I’m trying something new.  While she makes my latte I scan the board against the wall over her head that list what the place serves and the prices.  Then I notice an advertisement for hot chocolate on the wall that I passed as I entered but paid no attention to.  I should have gotten that, I say to myself. 

I take my Caramel Latte to one of the small tables in the back that lines each wall.  I take off my windbreaker but leave on my hoodie with the hood down, long shoreman’s cloth cap still on my head.  I put my package of bleach and mouth wash on the chair across from me at the little table, my windbreaker draped over the back of the chair. 

There are three customers in the back with me and two customers at different tables up front next to the big window that looks out on Liberty Avenue, the sky overcast.  All five of the other customers are working at their laptops, the three in back with me face toward the big window up front like I do but the two that sit next to the window face away.  I’m the only person with a pencil and pad.  I’m probably the oldest person in the place.  Several customers stand ordering at the counter.  Soft alternative music comes from the PA system.  The lights are medium low; but bright enough so that I don’t need to put on my glasses to write.  The place is relaxing.  I drink my latte and jot in my notepad.  Finally, I check my bus schedule.  Finish my latte.  Bundle back up, get my package, take my cup and saucer up front, say goodbye to the young woman and leave. 

I’ll definitely go back.  It’s a good place to write.  Next time I’ll order the hot chocolate.

The End

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