Dark and Deep
There were only two prompts for today's piece: "the woods are lovely, dark and deep" (a line from Robert Frost's Stopping byWoods on a Snowy Evening) and "Things Change, Even [...]
There were only two prompts for today's piece: "the woods are lovely, dark and deep" (a line from Robert Frost's Stopping byWoods on a Snowy Evening) and "Things Change, Even [...]
Annika, the Shoemaker’s Daughter Written with my Thursday writing group with the prompts: forbidden, midafternoon stop and go pattern, cracking into the present, escaping into the future, stared and waved, towels [...]
On our first trip to Europe, some of us fell in love with Paris: the art, the architecture, the tiny cafes where you could sit drinking coffee and eating bread [...]
I've been crazy busy these past weeks, so I'm going to treat us all to an old favorite, a rerun, this week. Enjoy! After midnight the day-old loaves of [...]
Written with my Thursday group with the prompts: you’ll wonder why, shoot for the moon, balsamic vinegarette, ceramic wine glasses, dread, warning, tree trunk across the path, this way please, [...]
Today's offering is the tiniest of flash fiction, written in poem form.The river is lapping on my porch. Red fish and blue fish leap toward the doorbellseeking sanctuary.My cat smacks [...]
I wrote this story a few years ago. On the surface it may not seem romantic, but in the chaos of this year, I felt it would make a nice [...]
I've been down with a monster cold the past couple weeks, and this blog was neglected. So today I'm publishing one of the first flash fiction pieces I wrote about [...]
Written with the prompts: you know how we are, working on a list of things to do, no gray only black or white, what?, doors with round corners, rusty knife [...]
Written with the prompts: a game you see, celebrate, shut it down, pleasure, beans for dinner, friends of friends, especially the pants, jumped into Gary’s lap, if you start now, this [...]