Friday Fictioneers: Not this Year
March 2020
Tale Weaver #315: The Bald Man
Sitting at the edge at the bathtub, naked, bald, one hand clutching a bottle of bourbon, the other a bottle of pills, Alex felt sad, alone, and lost.
Friday Fictioneers: My Sister’s Final Wish
Re-reading my sister, Bethany’s Will, I sighed, “My dear sister, you shall be the death of me.”
Photo Challenge #354: Together at Last
She opened her eyes and sat up. Where am I? What is this place? She wondered as she looked out the window of the house. The house was surrounded by wheat fields.
Sunday Writing Prompt – A Story of Love
In the spirit of Valentine’s Day, this week’s MMLM Sunday Writing Prompt is “A Story of Love.“
Thursday Photo Prompt – Deeper and Deeper… #Writephoto #shortstory #suspense
Deeper and Deeper we trek into the woods. We must be at least almost two miles in by now as my throat begins to feel parch. What does he want with me and why me? I keep asking myself as I focus on hatching a plan.
Friday Fictioneers: Stuck in the Future
“Crap, we’re stuck.” Em said as she dusted off her dress. A few minutes before, she and her husband, George, leapt from her granddad’s beloved train aka time machine as it hurdled 88-miles-per-hour toward what used to be a ravine.
Appointment of a Fun-sucker #writephoto #shortstory #flashfiction #humor
Wee, I laugh as I soar across the sky. This is fun, much more fun than being a human. Wee…
Friday Fictioneers: Who’s to Blame?
“Honey!” I shout and immediately, I can hear a pair of big feet padding down the corridor to outside the bathroom door.
Fibbing Friday: January 29th, 2021
What are florins, tanners and bobs?
Friday Fictioneers: Thoughts of an Egotist
Come on, announce the winner already!
MMLM Sunday Writing Prompt – Driving
This week’s prompt MMLM Sunday Writing Prompt is “Driving.“ Driving Test Based on actual events… “Did your sister call you?” I asked my mom when I met her in the stairwell for our afternoon walk. Mom shook her head, “No, why?” “She called me this morning, asking some very random, weird questions.” “What kind of…
Fibbing Friday: January 22th, 2021
What event took place on Wednesday, January 20th, 2021?
Returning to Nature – #writephoto #shortstory #fiction
Breathe, 1, 2, 3, she willed. You can do this. She shut her eyes and began inhaling big gulps of air and expelling the air like she was trying to inflate a balloon. That was one of the things her therapist advised her to practice on. “What is something you want to do but you…
Friday Fictioneers: Behind the Scenes
Sometimes, I think there’re more interesting things happening behind the camera than in front.
Photo Challenge #350: Caught in Action
The drawing was blinding. I couldn’t even touch it, let alone look at it. This is what I spent $500 for? I was expecting scandalizing photographs, detailing all those mysterious hours my husband has spent away on his so-called “work trips”. I was definitely not expecting this.
MMLM Sunday Writing Prompt – Two Minds at Loggerheads
I am looking for post ideas to post on Mondays. So I decided to take a peek in my Writing Challenge list (a list of blog sites for writing challenges) on my WP reader and decided to take a crack at this one. Hope you enjoy.
Fibbing Friday: January 15th, 2021
Where did the phrase “Out for a duck” originate?
Friday Fictioneers: Showtime
“Re…lax,” I inhale and exhale, dragging the word, doing everything to calm the tension in my body. I shouldn’t be this nervous. Come on, I’m performing to a crowd on Zoom, not some important figure.
Photo Challenge #349: Love, Trust, and Promises
I have never trusted anyone. My whole life, I’ve known only one thing – people lie. People cheat, break promises, betray one’s trust, and never do the things they say they would do.
Fibbing Friday: January 8th, 2021
Another fun challenge I thought I’d give it a try: Fibbing Friday. I know, I’m a day late. Whatever. You may think telling a lie is easy but I actually found it quite hard. I hope you enjoy my answers.
Friday Fictioneers: Untitled
I stood there, staring at my husband’s desk. I should’ve known it’d be too good to be true. Neat-freaks and scatterbrains aren’t opposites. They don’t attract. They repel.
Friday Fictioneers: Just Another Day
“What cha doin’?” George asks.
