Fandango’s FOWC is cacophony and the Word of the Day Challenge is karaoke. I decided to rewrite the lyrics to the timeless tune by The Beatles called, Paperback Writer. I’ve included a karaoke version youtube with the original lyrics. I wanted to have fun with this and I hope you do too. Karaoke Cacophony Karaoke…
Category: fiction
#FF — Excess
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Blanche’s predilections were closing in. She’d had them under control until she met Cushman. Cushman’s addictive personality was contagious, and soon she was infected. Spending with plastic at overpriced boutiques, gorging on junk food with wild abandon, riding everywhere in a limousine, Tinder trios and EDM clubs seven nights a…
Off the Hook
image link Brought to the party under the pretense that it was a fundraiser for the Screen Actors Guild TheaterCare fund, it didn’t take Chelsi long to see what was going on. Barph, her date, was a personal assistant to Garvey Feinstein, said he had arranged a meeting after the 7-course dinner and then show,…
Twittering Tales #145 – 16 July 2019 — Not So Fast
Photo by Zoë Pappas at Pexels.com John sat across the table from me; paper was ready. A look of triumph distorted his usual sour expression. “Ms. Smith, once you sign, you’re admitting gross insubordination and will no longer work here.” I held up a DVD. “Not signing. Judge will want to see your hand on…
#MM — Sunday Writing Prompt “A Fish Out of Water” — Umber the Earthworm
image link Umber the earthworm had spent his entire life in the front yard of Mrs. Jones, wiggling and writhing through the dirt and trying to stay out of the path of hungry moles. So far in this, his sixth month, he had been successful in staying alive and having fun frolicking with his many…
Raspy the Rowdy Parrot
image link Raspy was a rowdy parrot. He’d been rehomed multiple times. His raspy raucousness got old a couple of weeks in, and then Raspy was on his way again. Raspy’s luck changed the day he was adopted by Clara and Renaldo, two clowns who traveled with the Minuet Circus nine months of the year….
dVerse — quadrille — Gold to Straw
image link Moe, street corner barber, cuts hair for free on Tuesdays. Jonah, who lives in a nearby alley, sits. Fabio hair, dumptruck face cut locks glimmer like falling spun gold in sun. Piles of straw land. Spell now broken, the frog hops away. Grace is the host of dVerse today. Grace says: For…
Tao-Talk 