All his life, he had known only one thing – go big or go home. In elementary school, he created the biggest piece of artwork, folded the largest paper crane, and even attempted to bring his teacher the largest gift he could find. Fast forward, he graduated college with a degree in fine arts and an aspiration to become the next Michelanglo – to create the most magnificent sculpture that would be viewed by passerby.
Continue reading “Photo Challenge #356: Go Big or Go Home” →
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.
Continue reading “Tale Weaver #315: The Bald Man” →
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.
Continue reading “Photo Challenge #354: Together at Last” →
In the spirit of Valentine’s Day, this week’s MMLM Sunday Writing Prompt is “A Story of Love.“
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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.
Continue reading “Thursday Photo Prompt – Deeper and Deeper… #Writephoto #shortstory #suspense” →
What are florins, tanners and bobs?
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This week’s prompt MMLM Sunday Writing Prompt is “Driving.“
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 questions?”
My brows knitted together, “I couldn’t really understand her. She was whispering.”
“Oh, I think I know what she was calling about.” Mom said when we reached the first floor. “Isn’t she taking her driver license test today? She’s probably calling to ask you for answers.”
“What?” I shrieked. “She can’t do that.”
“Oh, just help her, won’t you?”
“Help her? Doesn’t she know ‘Cheaters never win?'”
That was my aunt’s 4th attempt at her driver license test. She would go on for another 6 attempts before passing the written test on her 9th attempt. As for the road test, even with over 10 years of driving experience in China, it took her 3 attempts to pass the road test. This is proof of karma and the phrase, “cheater never prosper.”
What event took place on Wednesday, January 20th, 2021?
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Sometimes, I think there’re more interesting things happening behind the camera than in front.
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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.
Continue reading “Photo Challenge #350: Caught in Action” →
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.
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Where did the phrase “Out for a duck” originate?
Continue reading “Fibbing Friday: January 15th, 2021” →
“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.
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Showtime” →
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.
Continue reading “Photo Challenge #349: Love, Trust, and Promises” →
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.
Continue reading “Fibbing Friday: January 8th, 2021” →
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.
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“What cha doin’?” George asks.
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Mr. C stares at the sign and sighs. Still gone as it has been for 50 years. He’s stranded in this desolate place as his brain kept wandering back to that fateful night. What went wrong? “I triple-checked that spirit-meter, didn’t I?” He muttered.
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“They call this the “Scrooge Farm”. Instead of Christmas decoration each year, around Christmas, there would be scarecrows dressed in rags and sandbags for heads popping up in random places ’round the farm. Now, no one has ever seen the owner as there’s no house on the hundred-acre property. “
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Christmas Bedtime Story” →
Tossing his jacket onto the table, he sat down and sighed. He couldn’t believe it. Another pandemic. I’m 109, how many more events do I need to go through?
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Great, fantastique, awesome, super.
Just how many more different ways can I exaggerate this situation?
I don’t know what gave anyone the idea or the impression I can single-handedly put together a Thanksgiving dinner in 4 hours.
4 HOURS!!!
There I was, slaving away in the kitchen – turkey, vegetables, and stuffing in the oven, potatoes ready to mash, and all there was left to do was dessert.
“Marge!” Came a holler.
I must had turned too quickly because next thing I knew, I was on the floor. “Ow,” I moaned. My leg was turned at an awkward angle. Crapulous.
“Marge, you okay?”
(100 Words)
Please note: the word “Crapulous” in this story does not mean what it actually means if you define this word in the dictionary. In this story, this word is the antonym of Fabulous. Crapulous, Fabulous, get it?
Sitting on this park bench, I am supposed to feel cold but somehow, I feel nothing except exhaustion and resignation. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Chaotic World” →
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 picture of your own and nominate three people. Continue reading “Tell the Story Challenge: Guardian Angel” →
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