I remember it like it was yesterday – the clock stopped at quarter til the hour. I was on an outbound train going where I couldn’t remember That was the crazy part – no one remembered what they were supposed to do next. Looking back I’m not sure if we stopped when time stopped orContinue reading “When Time Stopped #microfiction #amwriting”
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… More than a bad dream #centussat #halloween
what is darkness to you? Do you welcome it? Do you fear it?
Love and the Moth Man #microfictionmonday
Darling your obsession for my attire concerns me. This cloak is a bit too Salem Massachusetts circa 169os for me. My friend Susan is a class act at Stony River and hosts a weekly MicroFiction on Mondays.
A Welcome to the New Year in 160 characters #flashfiction
She opened one eye then another A twitch Hmm do I venture out from warmth? Peering out from under her arm She stretches Then moves in her cat-like manner Welcomes the New Year Thanks to Monkey Man as he hosts Sunday flashfiction ( in 160 characters) each week. come join us for great fun.
Wash Day (micro fiction monday)
It was a day like any other the weekly dreaded washday The rare smile on Ruby’s face would never reveal the secret she would take … Join us at Stony river for another microfiction monday – hosted by the lovely Susan
160 running away
I had a story in my head I was finishing the last chapter When it jumped out! I watched as my 300 page novel began to run down the road “Wait I haven’t finished the …” Aren’t 160 character stories fun? I actually had my 160 in my head and before I could jot itContinue reading “160 running away”
Head of the Class (micro fiction)
They told me it would be fun that I would be the head liner a head turner the head of my class I wasn’t expecting it to end like this…. Susan is a class act. Each week she hosts micro fiction monday over at stony river. Check out the great micro fiction and join in.
A sick 160 (Micro Fiction)
It goes like this I’ve been in bed sick as a dog no great words coming through the fog thinkin of Monkey couldn’t let him down didn’t want to leave him with a frown I was able to pull this off in 1 minute and it was 160 – Yeah. That’s about all I hadContinue reading “A sick 160 (Micro Fiction)”
A normal day in September (9/11 – micro fiction)
It was a normal day sun rose children walked to school employees drank coffee sky darkened planes raced toward their resting place September 11 would never be the same Each Sunday Monkey Man hosts a Micro-fiction in 160 characters. It’s a great challenge. Join us.
…a merciless and glorious place (story in 160)
I’m afraid. It’s dark out there. But – I know I must go. Alone. Entering a world of scrutiny. What if they don’t like me? What if I fail? The stage is waiting. My daughter just finished a summer musical with a local drama troupe. I’m amazed at all the dynamics that go into aContinue reading “…a merciless and glorious place (story in 160)”
