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…
Category: fiction
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…
Reading the fine print
image link The lady I worked with when I signed the final papers for ownership in the gated community of Better Than You Estates gave me a handbook of the rules of what could and could not be done with the property. At the time, I thought, hey if I own it, and if nobody…
Twittering Tales #149 – 13 August 2019 — Why, Jimmy?
Photo by Wal_172619 @ picabay.com Jimmy and I had been friends forever; someone I could trust – or so I thought. When I showed him my replicating machine he promised he wouldn’t say anything – and he didn’t; but that morning as I drove up to the lab, I couldn’t believe what was driving out…
playing language
image link Aria was born with a lisp. Her parents thought it was cute and so did the boys at school. Aria hated her lisp, so she learned to play the xylophone– and stopped speaking; being a bright and inventive child, she developed a language with her xylophone. Aria was taken to every doctor, psychiatrist,…
Mara and Harald
In Whosville, a quiet suburb of Metropolis, on a quiet lane, lived Mara, a voyeur, and Harald, a narcissist. They had been next door neighbors for years. Mara had set up her telescope in the upstairs back room and was able to look into the lives of the neighbors’ yards and homes that didn’t have…
Tao-Talk 