Written with my Thursday night group with prompts including: no such thing as, what they taught me, three pounds of puppy cute, a mile from the nearest neighbor, a thud and a yelp, the killing began, change scares people “There is no such thing as reality,” he told me. “All this is an illusion. You … Continue reading Creating Reality
Written with my Thursday night writing group with a wild bunch of prompts, including: the dead man’s boxes (which we all changed to boxers), what is different today? No such thing as--, a jar of homegrown pansies, keep it local, later we went dancing, melted her heart Last night Betsy’s brother Tom called and asked … Continue reading The Magic Boxers
Written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompts: waiting for the rain, in the kitchen, wayfarer, in the hands of God Maryann sat in the kitchen surrounded by fresh produce Frank had carried in just moments earlier. She didn’t know where he’d gotten this large paper bag of zucchini and tomatoes, eggplants and … Continue reading Escaping Fresh Produce
This is a bizarre little story I wrote in our Thursday night group. My goal was to use every prompt, and to make my friends laugh. Prompts: her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center, he was as tall as a 6’3” tree, inanimate as a lamp, guarded opinions, … Continue reading The Woman in the White Hat
Last fall the U.S. Food and Drug Administration got a bit irked at a bakery that claimed "love" in the list of ingredients in its granola. The agency ruled that "human emotion cannot be listed as ingredients in baked goods." This news blurb inspired me to write the following bit of flash fiction: Melba … Continue reading Edible Emotion
