Friday Fictioneers: After the Storm

His paddle-board is all he had left. His house, car, and belongings, all gone when the 40-foot tsunami-wave came. He somehow survived by holding onto the paddle-board.

Friday Fictioneers: Heart of Dare

Sometimes, having a daring heart isn’t a good thing.

Weekly Thoughts #1: Useful Not Useless

I am starting a new series, one where I can share some random thoughts I have been having each week. For this inaugural post, I’m titling it “Useful Not Useless”.

Friday Fictioneers: Bittersweet Moments

It’s easy to forget things sometimes like the fact that just five years ago, I was living in the van that’s now gathering dust in my driveway, that whenever I’d go in for job interviews and scribble a random address on the form, that I might be the luckiest person in the world.

Kissing Up to the Frenemy

Kissing up, kissing a$$, whatever you want to call it, I’m not a fan even though I am someone who’s eager to please. I have my limits and would never stoop so low as to kiss someone’s behind to keep them happy.

#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I am Tolerant

Having been raised by my mom and her family most of my life, I often call myself the black sheep of her family.

Sunday Writing Prompt – The End of the Road

“Next stop, Central Station, the end of the road, as far as we go.” The robotic Siri-like voice announced.

#Writephoto – Table

Rachel hates going to family dinners. “Everyone knows what Uncle Danny is trying to do.” She said to her sister, Jenna, over the phone.

Friday Fictioneers: Imprisoned

Approaching the Mystical Tree, she whispered, “Grandfather?” Slowly, a white, bony hand emerges. “You’ve come, child.” “Yes and I brought nourishment.” She handed him the bags of blood. Thirstily, he devoured bag upon bag. “I wish I brought more.” “You did good, child. I will be satiated for days. Besides, it isn’t as though I…

Friday Fictioneers: Lost and Found

With her picture in hand, he gave the red building before him a disapproving gaze. After a year of waiting, he finally received the great news his PI has located his MIA daughter.

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.”

One of these days…

One of these days, I am going to get back on a writing schedule. I don’t know how but one of these days, I’m going to get back to writing.

#WeekendCoffeeShare: Where I’ve been…

Good morning, it’s been a long while since I’ve done this.

100 Word Wednesday: Camping Trip

Melanie rests her chin on her hands on the window ledge of her father’s car.

Friday Fictioneers: To Conquer a Fear

With her hand in mine, my daughter and I walk toward the Ferris wheel. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

Friday Fictioneers: Don’t play in the carport!!!

“Jimmy, how many times do I have to tell you?” Mom said in her usual-nagging-southern-accent.

#WeekendCoffeeShare: Christmas Lights

Good Sunday morning! Welcome to another weekend of #weekendcoffeeshare.

#WeekendCoffeeShare: In Hopes of a Miracle

Good Sunday morning! Welcome to another weekend of #weekendcoffeeshare.

Sunday Photo Fiction: Fly or else

“No,” Manny said, sitting on the bed with his arms folded, “No way I’m flying. It’s only to Boise, can’t we just save some money and drove there? I’ll bet it’s quicker than go through customs and bag check.”