image link His great Royal Hiney, Pestident of the Mulnited Spates of Mernica, had earned his title. Dressed in a sweater that could win first place in any Ugly contest and using origami wiring to keep his macaroni and cheese colored coif in place, Hiney was known for his insensitive and cruel impulsive spewings that…
Category: fiction
50 Word Thursday — Dissipating Darkness
“David knocked on the door that the wizard had returned to its original dilapidated but one piece style,” – Shadow Pack – Marc Daniel David’s kitten, Mlady, suddenly jetted out the house’s side door and began running down an alley. He chased her and saw her tail disappear through an opening in a rusted-out metal…
Saturday Mix – Mad About Metaphor, 17 August 2019 — Dexter & Denny: All’s Well that Ends Well
Dexter was the obsessive-compulsive type. His clothes were arranged by color in the closet, his t-shirts were all folded exactly the same, as were his underwear and socks were folded just-so. Dexter flossed his teeth in the same order every morning and brushed each tooth an exact number of times. He fed his dog exactly…
#MM — Tale Weaver, FOWC, WOTD, 3TC — Photographer Origin Story
I’ve been a photographer since I could see. What I mean by that is that my eyes are cameras. My eyes have always been keen and have seen things in a way that is different than many. As a small child, I spent endless hours watching life in flora and fauna go about its business,…
Mister Chef Lasagna Roulette
image link As one of the newbies on this season’s Mister Chef, I really wished that one of the challenges would be for elevating lasagna. I was blessed to have been raised by two parents who loved to get creative with their cooking. Elevating the ordinary was something they competed with each other over. When…
Still standing
image link It is February in Fresno. Living in the shadow of the mountains, but yearning for the sea, every year I take two vacations. These vacations are vital to my continued wellbeing. The winter vacation is next month, when I head east, to the mountains and hike to the peak of Mount Whitney. Breathing…
#FF — My sister’s husband
PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields My Sister’s Husband I watched their meticulous attempts at reconciliation, knowing at the same time they would fail. As what they had crumbled under the weight of dense, irreducible icons of betrayal and unforgiveness, each turned in click-heel, simultaneous conclusion and walked in opposite directions. I stood nearby, in…
Tao-Talk 