Heavenly Timing

04/28/201805/02/2018 / Liz H-H / 17 Comments

“How about him?”

Gabby considered, lazily twirling her lariat. “If he finds what he needs on Earth, I’ll hold off collecting.” Continue reading →

Twisted Kid Lit

04/06/201804/21/2018 / Liz H-H / 2 Comments

The hare pulled a watch from his pocket, stretching it as far as the fob allowed.

“Drat!” he wheezed, at the lateness of the hour and the inconvenience of having once again misplaced his pince-nez. Where in the world was that girl? Continue reading →

Decaf to Follow

03/19/201804/21/2018 / Liz H-H / 9 Comments

In the sepulchral half-light, behind a fortress of tall paper stacks, the crackling tapping endures: Fast, slow, shuffle, sudden dry slap. Continue reading →

Cat Calls

02/05/201804/21/2018 / Liz H-H / 12 Comments

Black.

Thick, dark, heaviness. There’s some comfort in that.

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Takes You to the Edge

01/29/201804/21/2018 / Liz H-H / 9 Comments

It was rainy. It was dark. It was night.

It was like a bad start to a very bad story. Continue reading →

A priest, a rabbi and a lady snake charmer walk into a bar…

01/14/201804/21/2018 / Liz H-H / 2 Comments

Blast from the past, or “You HAD to encourage her, didn’t you!?”

Tracy Fabre and Con Chapman, from back in the Gather days: In a comment on his Gather post today, Con said he wanted to go into the business of providing writing prompts. I “hired” him (pro bono, of course) to suggest a prompt for this week. He said, “A priest, a rabbi and a lady snake charmer walk into a bar…”