The neon glow enveloped the city built by and for corporations. From a distance, it appeared as if a rocket from outer space had landed in the midst of the desert. From the balcony of his penthouse suite atop the tallest building, George Haskins, five feet and seven inches, blond haired, with the bloated face... Continue Reading →
I saw this restaurant in Spain. Douglas had been a missionary for three years in Kenya, so because it was named "Africa," we went in, thinking we would get African food. But, there was not an African or African food. We ate burgers. Posted for Kammie's Oddball Challenge, March 28, 2019.
I follow so many blog sites, at last count 297, that most days I don't have the time to read all of them. I value each one of the blogs I follow, and each provides me with a plethora of benefits. But, between writing blog posts and taking are of the other aspects of my... Continue Reading →
Sitting in the very top seats at the orchestra, Carly could hear the music and singing just fine, but she barely could see the conductor. The program tonight was music from Andrew Lloyd Webber. She loved all of the songs, for they reminded her of the time she had visited London? It was 1997, and... Continue Reading →
I decided to try one of the genre challenges from The Haunted Wordsmith, epistolary fiction, stories constructed from a series of letters between characters). May 25, 1980Dear Jennifer,I am writing to apologize for the way I treated you ten years ago, when I insisted on an annulment of our marriage. When the doctors said that... Continue Reading →
Elise has been packing up her house, getting ready for the big move to Atlanta. She doesn't want to take anything that has not been used in the last five years. These include items received from well-meaning relatives and friends, many of which are mysteries regarding what they are supposed to do.The problem was how... Continue Reading →
It's 10:30 in the morning, and I am sitting on my bed looking out at one of the three trees in our front yard. Two weeks ago, there were buds, as the tree awakened from it's winter nap. Then, the sweet white flowers bloomed, covering the yard and street in white, when the winds kicked... Continue Reading →
I wrote a fictional story last week from one of the many prompts I follow on a woman who did not want children because of having helped raise her younger siblings. I based the story on a real-life decision made by two people that I know, one of them a grandson. Both guys had decided... Continue Reading →
White Daffodils? I did not know that daffodils could be any color but yellow. But, as we walked through a park in a city nearby, Douglas and I ventured off the usual walking path. We happened upon these beauties. I probably should have gotten closer for a closeup, but still working on taking pictures. I... Continue Reading →
Danger in kissing, Frogs pretend to be princes. Learn the difference. Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, March 27, 2019: Frogs. I immediately thought of the old saying: You have to kiss a lot of frogs to find a prince. I have kissed a few frogs in my day, and, believe me,... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 