image link Luis had been working as a clerk at the warehouse for over thirty years. He had applied for the job as a young man fresh out of community college. It was the first – and last – big structure that was built in his neighborhood, and many of his friends’ fathers had built…
Category: fiction
#FF — The dangers of doodling
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot It started with doodling on a long phone conversation. My mind was focused, but my hand took a journey on the paper. It began looping lines, first one color and then another. A form began to take shape. Then something strange happened. Just my finger started drawing white lines on…
Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge Part 12 Ghost
image link. Anyone know where this image comes from? BEFORE GETTING INTO TODAY’S CHAPTER, my apologies for being late with it. I was so tired yesterday that I planned on writing it this morning, but only while falling asleep did I remember I had a lunch date today. I’ll try to keep them coming…
Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge – Part 11 Frog
A chorus of wake-up service phones rang at 6 a.m. sharp in the north wing of the 3rd floor. The only ones who didn’t wake up refreshed were Jean, as she felt grimy from the long ride in the ATV the day before; and Lok, who had been passed out near his bed for only…
Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge – Part 10 Night
bat on baobob blossom As well-organized as the group was, they had overlooked the aftermath of the quake as far as road travel. They knew it would be bumpy but they were not prepared for the multiple detours and maximum speeds of ten m.p.h. through extended stretches. They were also not prepared to see piles…
Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge — Part 9 Owl
Lok picked the other three up by 7 a.m., stuffing their duffel bags into his trunk. “Hope there’s no breakables in there or they’ve already broken,” he laughed. Ten minutes later they pulled up outside of the archeology building to see a caravan made up of a 6-passenger ATV, a large panel van set up…
Tourmaline’s 2022 Halloween Challenge — Part 8 Blood
Dia Del Muerto, Mexico City Marty kept his eyes open as they hurried through the community merriment. A loudspeaker interrupted the music, announcing the beginning of the parade, which meant the Sugar Skull Zombie Society’s float would soon start to move – and it did. The zombified young men jumped onto the moving red, white,…
