I am the epitome of true love. For almost 25 years, he had dominated my dreams. Whenever I closed my eyes, I could see him in my dreams. Whenever I looked up at the stars, his face would be the only one I saw.
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Soulmates” →
I opened my eyes and felt my heart leap from my chest as I stared into the foggy abyss. I am acrophobic. Who’s idea is this?
Continue reading “Photo Challenge #357: The Dream” →
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” →
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” →
Sometimes, I think there’re more interesting things happening behind the camera than in front.
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Behind the Scenes” →
“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 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.
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: The Stranded Mr. C” →
“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” →
A typical wintry scene here – snowy mountains and an almost-full moon. Continue reading “Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Winter” →
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” →
I was nominated by Sandmanjazz to participate in this challenge. 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: Do NOT Feed!!!” →
The forest is, in my opinion, a twisted place. Continue reading “Twisted Forest” →
I was going through the photos I took from my trip to Bryce Canyon last night and this photo caught my attention. Continue reading “Photo of the Day!” →
What color do you feel most comfortable wearing? Continue reading “Share Your World – Week of September 4, 2017” →
What would constitute a “perfect” day for you? Continue reading “Share Your World – Week of August 28, 2017” →
Have you ever been pulled over by a cop? Continue reading “Share Your World – Week of August 21, 2017” →
When you leave a room, do you turn the lights off behind you or keep the lights on throughout your house most of the time? Continue reading “Share Your World – Week of August 14, 2017” →
What was the last URL that you bookmarked or saved?
Continue reading “Share Your World – Week of August 7, 2017” →
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