Friday Fictioneers: Not this Year
March 2020
March 2020
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.
Re-reading my sister, Bethany’s Will, I sighed, “My dear sister, you shall be the death of me.”
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.
In the spirit of Valentine’s Day, this week’s MMLM Sunday Writing Prompt is “A Story of Love.“
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.
“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.
Wee, I laugh as I soar across the sky. This is fun, much more fun than being a human. Wee…
“Honey!” I shout and immediately, I can hear a pair of big feet padding down the corridor to outside the bathroom door.
What are florins, tanners and bobs?
Come on, announce the winner already!
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…
What event took place on Wednesday, January 20th, 2021?
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…
Sometimes, I think there’re more interesting things happening behind the camera than in front.
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.
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.
Where did the phrase “Out for a duck” originate?
“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.
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.
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.
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.
“What cha doin’?” George asks.