Tag Archive: fiction

#writephoto : gargoyle

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Thursday #writephoto prompt:  Inside-out “Who’d a thought I’d be goin’ to a black an’ white ball?  All them senators dancin’ with their wives…or husbands, an’ the president, too!” I hooted at my son.… Continue reading

Thursday photo prompt – Green #writephoto

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Standing at the railing, waiting for the boat to depart, I felt a weight of responsibility on my shoulders that no child should bear.  My brothers were in apprenticeship with my father, but… Continue reading

Thursday photo prompt – Shore #writephoto

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If you want to participate, click this link Thursday photo prompt – Shore #writephoto <_><_><_> Guinevere sank her Keds sneakers into the cool beige sands of a Scottish shore.  No comparison whatsoever to warm, sunny,… Continue reading

FRIDAY #FICTION with RONOVAN WRITES Prompt Challenge #35-A Surprise.

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“You have 30 minutes before you must prepare for travel to the site of your birthday party,” a man wearing a red smoking jacket said. “Can you disappear for a few minutes, grandfather?” … Continue reading

FRIDAY #FICTION with RONOVAN WRITES Prompt Challenge #32-Betrayed.

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  The world’s worst luck Sitting on a chair covered in plastic, I tried to find a Reader’s Disgust that wasn’t produced before 2005.  A buzz of laughter from children watching cartoons provided some… Continue reading

#amwriting FRIDAY #FICTION with RONOVAN WRITES Prompt Challenge #26-Caught

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JEAN ELLA MOVES <_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_><_> “I’m afraid, grandfather,” Jean Ella whispered, facing toward the cruiser’s window. “Do you remember the 2 rules?” a man with grey hair, wearing a red velvet smoking jacket, asked in a perfect British accent. “Don’t… Continue reading

Cottage For Sale – Final Part

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“Jesus, James! I think the old man is serious!” (soto voice) Then a woman spoke up, “Well, I don’t care if he gives it away, which he practically is doing. I won’t go… Continue reading

Cottage For Sale – Part 9

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“Betty, swears we brought one of them back with us.” “She may be right. I saw a tiny scar behind her ear the other day when I was bathing her. For the past… Continue reading

Cottage For Sale – Part 8

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“The cage was empty.” “Betty and I searched the house twice but really had no hope of finding three mice that didn’t want to be found. We packed up and left. That was… Continue reading

Cottage For Sale – Part 7

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“I left them there and went back to Betty and the kids.” “I don’t know what made me think of it but I took Billy aside and examined his head and neck. There,… Continue reading