
When the rains passed, and evening was well on its way (though the sun still burned white-hot in the firmament), Little Blue lifted her head from under the scrap of newsprint and sighed.
Continue reading
When the rains passed, and evening was well on its way (though the sun still burned white-hot in the firmament), Little Blue lifted her head from under the scrap of newsprint and sighed.
Continue reading
(freeform and prosy
future’s not lookin’ rosy
I struggle to rhyme)
Be Kind, Rewind
We don’t exactly know when the Great Clock stopped,
But we could’ve had a sense of the pendulum’s swing faltering,
Except that everything went digital and we lost ourselves.
Perhaps Rose could have been more wary on her weekly walk to Granny’s apartment, but she knew the way and felt confident in her red cape and hood. How could she go wrong? It had plenty of pockets! And she had her wooden spoon to fend off any attackers. Continue reading
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: TIP. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES. The Café is open. Come as you are!
***
Should she mention, or just keep it to herself? Continue reading
It’s an inside job for sure.
I gaze out at the fat, fresh snow falling, fairy voices singing with bell-like giggles as winds gust and tumble them into one another. Not yet time for Spring cleaning. It’s only February. Yet an urgent inner tug tells me to create something to meet the pure snowfall half way. Continue reading
Suzette knocked cautiously on the closed door of Henry’s laboratory over the garage, which before had been her own writer’s space, calling cheerily, “Dr. Jekyl, where are you Hyding?” Continue reading
So this is the end of a month-long challenge to write to prompt every day. I’ve done this group challenge for several years, as well as ones for the month of November. Productivity goes way up for the month, usually followed by a brief period to recharge, before jumping back into it. Usual output is a number of flash stories, not-great poetry, and very creative non-fiction (thematically true, but not necessarily true to MY life).
As we say in a favored Saturday morning writer’s group, “Remember: All of it’s true, none of it’s true.” to which I add, “That’s not really the point anyway.”
So, Basta! Fini! It’s the last Friday of a month that has been challenging in so many ways. I know there’s a bowl of Tatertot Hotdish ready to be heated up, and a lowball of Whisky Black with my name on it. And another Episode of a very popular Dystopian DVD waiting for me. It all seems very appropriate right now. Hope to read you all next year. And thank you, Linda Hill, for getting us organized!
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2025)
Just Jot January Day 31 Prompt: FINI, by our generous hostess, Linda. Be sure to visit their blog to read or just say hi! See what other folks have done with the prompt, or add your own! https://lindaghill.com/2025/01/31/daily-prompt-jusjojan-the-31st-2025/
Writing and Stuff by Chris Hall - Storyteller and Accidental Blogger
A.I. Art and Poetry
Independent Publisher of Poetry and Prose
Chel Owens
Live music in St Paul Minnesota
pagan songs & tales
Poets Pub
Writing/Tales + Tails + Culture + Compassion
my views.. my way
Challenging the barriers of the way we define reality
Stories and thoughts about being a queer girl geek in the 21st Century.