I’d taken to the deepest forest,
Slipping under darknight canopy,
Desperate for a glittering mask,
A gilt-net bag of Turkish Delight,
Strands held tight in concealing ice. Continue reading
I’d taken to the deepest forest,
Slipping under darknight canopy,
Desperate for a glittering mask,
A gilt-net bag of Turkish Delight,
Strands held tight in concealing ice. Continue reading
From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (02/02/2024). No more than 250 words in length. Otherwise, let your creative flag fly!
I’d had every intention of hopping on the old New Year’s Resolution Fitness Challenge. I’d even signed up for a morning biker’s meetup, unaware that Harleys were the usual ride. Still, they were nice about it, once they stopped laughing. Continue reading
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: GAME. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on Six Sentence Stories
The Two sit across from one another, their gaze held by the flame of a single candle, burning steady and still in the cut-glass candlestick; their relationship had been nothing like, for the past three months. Continue reading
From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (01/19/2024). No more than 250 words in length. Otherwise, let your creative flag fly!
They played the Farmer’s Market every chance they got. The large Metropolitan area and suburbs had literally hundreds of sites. Being in the Midwest, word did not get around as much as you might’ve expected. Of course, rural areas in the greater part of the state had their own markets, but times were tough. The band had to weigh transportation costs with expected earnings. Gigs paid next to nothing, and people weren’t tipping as much as they used to. Continue reading
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: KICK. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on Six Sentence Stories
Felix watched his mistress from the warmth and safety of the window, as snow blew off in dense clouds and clumps, off the three story apartment’s roof and twirling in the pre-dawn sky. Continue reading
Stream of consciousness on the prompt “Nothing lasts forever”
The next week or so is predicted to be true January weather, per Minnesota winter standards. Temp is now, at noon, 7 degrees with predicted windchills in the 20 below range, and lower to the west. And that’s in the Twin Cities, so we had just a couple of inches of snow last night. Greater Minnesota got much more…it’s as if the snow clouds just circled the Twin Cities in an icky-bah hug, but maybe touched just a little in generous comfort. Continue reading
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences, from Denise’s one word prompt: STOCK. Visit, comment, write & post your own on Six Sentence Stories.
She leaned on her shovel and surveilled her tiny backyard plot, noting the shady spots that, come Summer, would be created by the neighbors’ overgrown deciduous trees. Continue reading
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