PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Mom’s 90th birthday was approaching. Us “kids,” now in our 60’s and 70’s, decided assisted living was imminent. It took blood, sweat, and tears to get Mom’s acceptance. She called and said, “June, I’m going through pictures. Come over and get some.” I arrived at the appointed time. One by…
Category: fiction
Twittering Tales #157 — Awoken
Photo by noelsch at Pixabay.com It had lain asleep in the earth for millenia. Arcturans left it here as a fail-save device should their experimental subjects threaten planet viability. Made of osmium, it was armed with neutron blasters. When fracking began at the north pole, the giant awoke to save earth. [277 characters] …
#FFFC 35 — The Chameleon
mirceaianc at Pixabay.com They called him The Chameleon. Marshall was one of those unique individuals who could morph into whatever, whomever, he needed to be, depending on the circumstances. He was the kind of person who could be the best used car salesman on the lot, or the founder of a new religion. Marshall’s mind…
Thursday Inspiration 24 — Moonstruck
Jax picked up his Mustang convertible from the dealership and decided to take it for a spin out in the desert. He still had his Harley, but not all of the women he dated liked riding everywhere with him on the back of it. There was an hour until sunset. Jax’ idea was to watch…
#FF — The Vision
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson “Billy, let’s go! The Vision said the sun will shine as if it were noon at midnight, and it’s 11:30!” said June. Billy and June made it to the park at 11:45, to the sounds of their friends hooting and hollering. “Don’t bogart that joint!” said Billy. As The Vision…
Twittering Tales #156 — Kitty!
Photo by David Cardinez@pixabay.com Yes, I remember when we took the kids to Yellowstone, back when black bears roamed freely across the road; often blocking cars for handouts. Timmy was only 3 at the time. I recall looking back and seeing Timmy roll down the window, pointing and crying out, “Kitty! Kitty!” [275 characters]…
#FFFC — A Place to Grow
Finding a place to grow food in the city was becoming an emergent crisis. Overpopulation forced building housing on every square inch of land that wasn’t streets or sidewalks. The price of food, both at grocery stores and at farmers markets made it unaffordable to most. Growing one’s own became essential. Bands of like-minded (and…
