Lost in Translation He’d certainly want acknowledgement for his overture; flowers meant to whitewash their fight. “These’ll fix everything”, she could hear his absurdity. As if. Besides, he knew she kept her personal life out of the office. A bouquet … Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers is here! I should say I’m here. It’s been a long while since I’ve written one of these. If you interested check out Rochelle’s website for instructions. But please consider yourself forewarned, it’s addictive. Kindred Spirits “Wish I … Continue reading
Rosé Colored Glasses Same corner stool, It’d become a habit, an end of the day ritual like her morning cup of java and cig. “God, I miss smoking in a bar.” Unable to resist the way the light illuminated the bottles … Continue reading
I think like many, the first thing to come to mind was giant marshmallows. I have been craving s’mores ever since. Then I saw burning books and Pagan skyclad fireside rituals which became visions of cannibals cooking. Next the scene … Continue reading
Copyright – Madison Woods Roughing It Watching Mark turn his makeshift spit she pitied poor defenseless Thumper, moreover identified. She plotted her escape, yearned to be soaking in a tub and ordering room service. But she’d lost the bet. “Why … Continue reading
For Friday Fictioneers – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a picture each week which we, the participants, are tasked to write a 100 word story about. My story is per usual a drama much to the bane of DT². But she is still in … Continue reading
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