holidays
FlashNano Day 26: “Write a story that includes a celebrity.”
You know the routine, and I’m so sad this is the last year Nancy Stohlman is hosting it! So here’s a holiday story to help you digest the holiday weekend (A little corny, but I know nothing about celebrity life, so…)
Janie was an up-and-coming starlet, a nice girl, but a little naïve. Her latest movie had just come out, and though she had a small part, the critics mostly liked her, said she was one to watch. She had a certain je ne sais quoi (noted by an early fan, and grabbed up from her socials and integrated into her marketing and promotions sites). And it did fit. But she had plans of her own for growing a solid, positive public image.
Being polite, never losing her temper or trashing others, remembering where she came from, avoiding situations that might lead to accusations of excess—all of these things came naturally to her. But celebrity can breed jealousy, can breed contempt, and even she was unable to avoid the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.
Continue readingLittle Things
Stream of Conscousness: January can be a dry month, creatively. Up here in the Midwest, kissing distance to Canada, it gets cold and dark. The last few years we haven’t got much in the way of snow – ok, so I exaggerate…I’m in the TC area – but everything is hard and monochromatic. Stark. Continue reading
Tradition
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: SHADOW. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES. The Café is open. Come as you are!
Her work had only just begun, but the timeline was tight, tempers frayed, and there would be many hours before she could shut down the kitchen and rest her head. Continue reading
Animal Farm
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: FARM.
Visit, comment, and write & post your own on Six Sentence Stories
“I dunno, Curley,” sighed Chester to his wife as he held out yet another bucket of French fries over the slop trough, adding, “They’ve been squealing all morning for healthier fats, but still they keep gobbling up whatever garbage we throw down for ‘em.” Continue reading
Valley of the Trolls 