The image is from the New York Public Library at Unsplash.com. Liberty Theatre used to be a place where we could go to forget about our troubles. First there were the Nicklodean silents, then the talkies, and with the electronic age came digital film and special effects. No matter the media, we could lose ourselves…
Category: fiction
Thursday Inspiration 39 — Flower Power
I have what they call Flower Power. It starts at the tip of my ratted lavender-scented bouffant and vines down to the tips of my squeaky yellow PVC boots. As I fly over spring terrain, my shimmery green silk cape sends sparkles everywhere that makes seeds germinate when my boyfriend hero, Sol, warms things up….
#FF — Breathe
PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll Breathe The schedule rested on the ledge at the guard shack. Electric devices long gone, the only way to make an appointment was to physically make one in the book. Reservations were out weeks; visitors felt blessed it wasn’t months. Dome Association sites each had rustic campsites for waiters….
What do you see? #12 — Honeypie (ハニーパイ Hanīpai)
Honeypie had reigned as the star of anime soap operas for the last 50 years. Biographies on the animators who brought Honeypie to life always made sure to include the information that the Tamaguchi family sons were solely responsible for creating all Honeypie anime. It had started with the senior Tamaguchi in 1970, then passed…
#FFFC 49 — Awakening
A thousand years ago, it was buried deep in the ground, high in the mountains. Each year the Spring rains washed away a little more of the soil. This year, 2020, it rested among the trees and moss, enjoying sunshine and warm breezes. Once it warmed to 98.6 degrees, the pod would awake and a…
The Winner (mature audiences only)
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…
#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…
Tao-Talk 