Why We Were Brought Together
Why We Were Brought Together Isabel’s daughter Allison had named the puppy Hannah Montana after that dreadful Miley Cyrus character, and of course Isabel was okay with it. After all, [...]
Why We Were Brought Together Isabel’s daughter Allison had named the puppy Hannah Montana after that dreadful Miley Cyrus character, and of course Isabel was okay with it. After all, [...]
The prompt for this was to use the names of Oscar winning movies. I chose The Shape of Water In late February Marcella found a meager crop of unevenly spaced [...]
These prompts are from Two Sylvias Newsletter: “How Does Your Garden Grow?”-flower prompts!—bleeding heart, devil’s backbone, cupid’s dart, angels’ trumpet, fairy bells, lamb’s ear, hen and chicks, sneezeweed, ghost pipe, [...]
Two Cookies This was written with my Thursday night group. There were many prompts as usual, but I only used two: the story of two cookies and dumbass pandemic During [...]
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: do you have any new memories?, he was not ready, dream, we the people, but first the table of contents, he [...]
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: face, United States, queen, xerox, tundra, nectarine, hail, cat, vermin, isolation Jenna stretches out in a small patch of sunlight [...]
As Thanksgiving approaches, I decided to share again this story from last year, a tale of abundance, gratitude, joy. Susan lost her glasses one morning, early before seven o’clock, while [...]
Written with the prompts: pull, how would you. . ., not sadness, more like frustration, tired of red, scent of lavender and stone, it was practice, by their silence, [...]
This is a reprint of another Halloween favorite. Enjoy! Pearl became a crone gradually. It started when she shed her pastel, party-mint-colored clothes, the pinks, the baby blues and [...]
Written with the prompts: wigwags are flashing, from clowns to canaries, love loves difficult things, when I break rules, late but kept driving, interlude, what am I doing, as timid [...]