The Passport

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  he had no passport, typing blind, a friend went with me, winds off of Carmel, you can smell the money, true love, it was a surprise to me, Carol are you there, critter, does the door open, how do I look, junk drawer, he wants to but, … Continue reading The Passport

Animal Magnetism

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  whatever you do, won’t piss off the crow; you can’t walk your alligator on the streets of Chicago; you keep that up and you’ll never have to worry again; looking for drive-by love; everything you need; here at last.  And yes, I did name the protagonist after Julie … Continue reading Animal Magnetism

Communal Meltdown

Written with my Thursday evening group with the prompts:  communal melt down, the mist, her head rode the beat like a boat in the waves, the wind-up bird, alpacas, evolution, discovered and rediscovered, what happens, bonding, rolling, patterning, coloring, combinations, suppliers Sometimes, Marissa knew, you just had to step back for a minute and let what … Continue reading Communal Meltdown

An Orange Room On a Blue Planet

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  bulgaricus, in an orange room, why is she crying, the farm, he palmed his meds, there is no one there, hey baby, they were new, Kansas, healing, big medicine, Hank 25 years ago, they were young, is it all a sham, poppies like flames dancing, sat, peaceful … Continue reading An Orange Room On a Blue Planet

Story Teller

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  got to pee, reserve yours now, the after life is all about softness, play the music, tall tales, first come first served, he only nodded back, sometimes start at the end of the story, dating, taste, elegant dancer, hmmm she thought Donna sometimes liked to start at … Continue reading Story Teller

The Inadequacy of Words

Written with my Thursday night group using the prompts: no, nothing; tired of using words; so many reasons not to; teenager; rainfall; gratitude; advice; airplanes; ordinary people; noun deficient Marie grew tired of using words.  It started during the pandemic when she decided out of boredom to clean out the closets.  It felt good to get rid … Continue reading The Inadequacy of Words

Too Late

I wrote this--as I often do--with my Thursday night writing group. Prompts included: I have waited too long, ferocious food, what was the house like, Agnes and her pike, why wouldn't I want an Italian cavalry sword, diagnosis, immediately largest (which I changed to largess). Another challenge was to weave a color throughout the piece--and … Continue reading Too Late

A Boy With Wings

Another re-run this week, another of my favorite #FlashFictionFriday stories. Enjoy! The route was beautiful but scary, starting in the most crime-ridden and garbage-strewn streets of the financial district, a place where hefty men in silk business suits and expensive running shoes would dart into limos escorted by taller, fitter men in cheap suits and … Continue reading A Boy With Wings

Bread Cats

I'm needing a bit of a break so I thought I'd run a few of my greatest hits here. Maybe next week too, not sure yet. At any rate, here's a fan favorite that I hope you'll enjoy. After midnight the day-old loaves of bread in the bakery turn into slumbering cats. Some are brown … Continue reading Bread Cats

In the Wine Garden

Written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompts:  empty journal, her lips tasted like wine, no one ever noticed her, she was just there, 16 years gone to hell, I have good memories of that house, there’s nothing quite like, until the sun smiles, write me a litter and tell me about It, complicated … Continue reading In the Wine Garden