Friday Fictioneers: Hoping for Guidance

Sitting in her car, Shelley debates whether she should go in.

Friday Fictioneers: History Test

“Welcome to the future!” A large headline flashes before me. I suppress a laugh.

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: Grandma’s Piano

“How dare you destroy my precious piano?” Grandma? I wanted to say but my lips had turned to jello.

Friday Fictioneers: Missing in France

“My husband is missing, you must help me!” I pleaded in broken French.

Friday Fictioneers: Doomed World

I live in a doomed world, I think grimly as I huddle in the dark corner of the Red Mountain Market and Deli, my go-to grocery store some 20 years ago. Teeth clattering, hands shaking, I reach into my jacket pocket for my trusty bottle of Ibuprofen. Great, final two.

Storytelling Speech: Tell Tale Heart – My Interpretation

I had originally planned to present this story at Toastmasters (a club to practice public speaking) last October but I was so busy at the time that I couldn’t get it written in time. It’s my take on one of my favorite Edgar Allen Poe’s short-stories which I think it was perfect for Halloween.

Friday Fictioneers: Secret Admirer

“Tell me how you find these again?” Jen asked.

Friday Fictioneers: The Scream

“The scream, which occurs every day at precisely 3 PM, can be heard from a mile away.

Friday Fictioneers: Stopping Winter

“There’s got to be a way to stop this wretched winter!” Jezebel, the eldest of the witch sisters, said, slamming shut the thick book on her lap.

Tell the Story Challenge: Guardian Angel

I was nominated by Rugby843 at the same time as Sandman to participate in this challenge. I participated in Sandman’s picture yesterday and hopefully, I’ll write something just as fun for this picture today. The rules of this challenge are: 1) write something in response to the photo you are given, and 2) pick a…

Friday Fictioneers: Left Behind

It was a minute after someone yanked the sack from his head that he registered his surroundings.

100 Word Wednesday: Another Match, Another Win

“Daddy, I want to be like her someday.” She said, pointing at the woman in the poster.

Friday Fictioneers: Tiny Tim

Nobody wanted the role. In fact, nobody in their right mind would had wanted the role. To squeeze your feet into those tiny-size-2-boots everyday for six weeks? No, thanks. Why couldn’t they cast a child for this role? The character is a child anyway. Is casting a child really this difficult? I thought angrily as…

Sunday Photo Fiction: The Meaning of a Charm

December 25, 2146, Seaside Village, Historic North Carolina In gray stockings and a wool dress draped around her ankles, eleven-year-old Lula opened the door and stepped out of the two-bedroom rambler she and her parents have called home all their lives. Sucking in a deep breath, Lula glanced around the white-washed, orange-roof village. It had…

Friday Fictioneers: The Globe

He raked a hand through his hair and sighed. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”

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.”

Friday Fictioneers: Last Trip to North Pole

“Are you sure this train will take us to the North Pole?” Reggie shouted with his head stuck out the window.

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Karma

Do you believe in karma? If you do, you will know better than forcing me out of my home of 50 years. All because of what? To build your subdivision? If you think you can offer me money to appease what you’ve done, you’ve got another thing coming. I am going to make this land…