Dreaming of Stardom While Stuck in a Dead-End Job: What Do You See

Image Credit: Maecel Straub @Unsplash Image Credit: Tommao Wang @ Unsplash As Jaylen sat his his desk, working through lunch for the fourth time this week, he wondered how he had come to be in such a dead-end job. He had been part of a boy band, named the Heartbreakers, that had been famous. People... Continue Reading →

When Hatefulness Comes Home to Roost: Fandango Story Starter

He woke with a gasp, the metallic taste of blood filling his mouth. The hair on his neck bristles from the fear that his foes may have followed him and will continue to try to hurt him. Colin had known that spewing hateful words at the young woman in the lace dress just because she... Continue Reading →

Igniting the Passion to Travel: Flash Fiction Challenge

Photo by Ektulila@pexels.com Ashley's father had sent her to find his pipe in the den. As she looked everywhere for the pipe, she found a set of scrolls in boxes. When she pulled one out, she saw maps of some kind, with destinations that she had never seen on any atlas or globe. Taking them... Continue Reading →

The Unwanted Guest: Three Things Challenge #PL25

Carol looked forward to having her son, Todd, visiting from his new home in Australia. It had been too long since she had seen him. She had great plans for the two of them, including cooking classes at the local mall and tickets to see a jazz legend at the university. To share your interests... Continue Reading →

A Candy Store for Book Lovers

Fiction written for the 100 Word Wednesday Challenge by Bikurgurl As five-year-old Sadie stepped into the book store, she gaped at the sheer numbers of books to be read. It was entering a candy store, but with books to be devoured one at a time! Here was a feast she could enjoy for the rest... Continue Reading →

Fashion Outlaw

Written for Weekend Writing Prompt by sammiscribbles.com Michaela knew that she was risking isolation from her new husband's snobbish friends. But, she thought, "Why should I  be ruled by someone's archaic rules on what is proper to wear?" So, she slid on her beloved white jeans and stepped out for the winter carnival. As she... Continue Reading →

Love is not Magic

Carla looked at her new husband, David, amazed at the intensity of her love for him. He was coming through the door, breakfast tray balanced on one hand. He bowed to her, and presented her with her favorite meal: french toast smothered in honey, eggs cooked over-easy to perfection, and coffee that tasted like ambrosia.... Continue Reading →

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