The phone rang Friday afternoon. Betsy almost dropped her cell when she heard the words, “You won the writing contest.” At first she thought it was a prank call. She’d told so many people about entering the contest, but invariably when they heard what the story was about, they got funny looks on their faces…
Category: fiction
#MM Music Challenge — She belongs to the night
“The sun goes down the night rolls in You can feel it starting all over again The moon comes up and the music calls” –from Glenn Frey’s, “You Belong to the City” She tries not to think about how long ago it was. That night when everything changed. If only she hadn’t fallen asleep on…
Thursday Inspiration 38 — Candy-Colored Clown
In an alternate universe clowns are like sunshine — everyone loves them. All of those fabulous colors, bulbous nose, wild hair, and big shoes. There has to be a fall guy in every circus; a star in every sky. As she spins she sings to the calliope music in her head. Twirling kaleidoscope in cracked…
What do you see? #11 — Jill and the Beanstalk
It took Princess Jill years on her quest to find a crone who had magic beans that could grow a stalk up to the predatory giant ogre’s, Hairy Vineswine’s, castle in the sky. She was going to go home to her kingdom for a farewell visit before planting the beans, but time was a-wasting. The…
#FFFC #48 — The Favorite
The Favorite Joe built Tommy in his 9th grade wood sculpture class. As Joe was an artist in his soul, he allowed the wood to shape itself into what it was meant to be – Tommy emerged. Made of cherry wood from a tree limb pruned from one in his back yard, Joe made the…
Thursday Inspiration 37 — Internal Coil
Internal Coil Built by the hand of God With tender loving care Kindly puppetmistress Programmed to love and share. They say I am alive I move by inner spring When things are going well I wind up and I sing When wound up with your spite Trapped in your glittered eyes Kind puppetmistress fades Myself…
#FF Bright Anchor
Copyright-Rochelle Wisoff-Fields He was a colorful speaker; a man whose spirit caught others on fire; an anchoring icon to his community since moving to it fifty years ago. It was those abilities that caught the attention of leaders of the new fascist regime. They needed a man like him. On a Sunday afternoon in June,…
Tao-Talk 