Manna

Mama’s family never could afford to send her to college.  From as far back as I can remember, she promised it would be different for me.  “You are smart and you are beautiful,” she’d tell me.  “You are going to go far.” Of course I believed her.  Why wouldn’t I?  I didn’t know it cost … Continue reading Manna

Never Be Robbie

Never Be Robbie Written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompts:  he died ten years ago, I just want to win something, surrounded by her men, don’t get up stay there, many ways to escape, to this day, pictures of last Christmas, the look of panic was still present in her eyes, it … Continue reading Never Be Robbie

Fade to Blue

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  he had given up speaking to anyone but Molly, confidant and clown, double orange doors, Blue Planet, need a plan, must have a goal, always cleaned up behind himself, pillow confessions Tim had given up speaking to anyone but Molly a long time ago. Thanks to … Continue reading Fade to Blue

The Sad Story of the Broken Can Opener

Written with my Thursday group with the prompts:  fascinating, taking orders, Irish Black Pudding, over the top, sat in surgical peace, you get, they loved my Freddie but they loved his money more, the valley of love, the sound of Henry crying, smack dab on the, try another, you get what you pay for.  I … Continue reading The Sad Story of the Broken Can Opener

The Poet, The Coyote, and The Canon Wireless Printer

It was a pretty simple prompt the other night:  in the tradition of The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe, give your story an enticing three-item title.  Sorry to sound like an ad for Canon, but I’d just bought a new printer so it was on my mind.  The bigger reason I’m including the brand … Continue reading The Poet, The Coyote, and The Canon Wireless Printer

Fur Slippers

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  Evelyn was three years older, bingo, when the killing began, felt kinda sorry for her, dance with your eyes closed, brown shoes “Did you know,” Evelyn began, “there was an error in the Grimm Brothers translation?  They weren’t glass slippers,” she declared with a heavy emphasis … Continue reading Fur Slippers

Happy 4th

I’m writing this on Monday night, and I just heard the news that 46 people—most likely migrants—were found dead in a trailer near San Antonio, Texas.  Last week, Roe v. Wade was overturned.  Last month, 19 children and 2 adults were shot to death in Uvalde, Texas, in yet another senseless example of unrestrained gun … Continue reading Happy 4th