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
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
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
Joey picked up the coffee mug with both hands and took a cautious sip of the hot liquid. It was early spring 1999. He sat in the lobby of his father’s office building, looking out a wall of gleaming glass windows, staring at white blossoms from almond trees drifting down to the concrete like snow … Continue reading Hot Tea
Resisting Every Inch of the Way Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: dates with nothing in them, a gun fighter and a bag of gold, resisting every inch of the way, everything will be all right, comfortable being, pipe dream, she wondered about the moment, illegal immigrant, a small squeak, everything is … Continue reading Resisting Every Inch of the Way
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: 34 states, a black silk frog, blue silk dress, bruised knees, the strange sensation of of wearing someone else’s clothes, close to midnight, awareness, love your work, friendly strangers, bee-friendly plant, yearning Melinda dreamed she was in an airport wearing a blue silk dress that fastened … Continue reading Yearning
Written with my Thursday night group with he prompts: Howard Johnson’s, she liked it because she didn’t have to tell them her name, the toothache wouldn’t go away, but you knew that, be here, it was unusual and delightful, finally figured it out, bursting pomegranate, give me a little sugar, just shut up, are you … Continue reading One At A Time
Change Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: 13 new ways to . . . , ended up in the living room, change, nobody breaks my heart, enduring, I hate it when that happens, manifest “13 Ways to Save Money” the headline said, and the #1 way was to empty the change out … Continue reading Change
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: the green ones are strawberries, yearning, simplified, summer, breasts, at my worst, wearing his BAM gear, so luxurious, top ten reasons, shared experiences, two changed their minds, preppers, empty nesters, I asked for a kiss she gave me a___, solar flares He came to my door … Continue reading While Strawberries Are Still Green
Written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompts: don’t go there, quiet enough to hear your own heart beat, everybody knows your name, startling, witch, had to make it across the street, from there I was sent to another small room, hung up when she heard my voice, dismiss, okay kids time for … Continue reading Notice What You Notice
