Out Loud

Star-crossed lovers in perpetual orbit; the Moon circling the Earth circling the Sun— a Sun that doesn’t seem to shine on us. Still, your heart beats the rhythm of mine as my soul is the other half of yours despite the spouses our spouses and children— yours, mine and not ours… Not yet.   One…

Out of Bounds

I was always on your side, taking-up for you— right or wrong. We were a team. Then, I found out about your secret draft choice (Ms. Irrelevant?) Illegal Touching Interference Out of Bounds Now it’s all about Team Susan. Still wanna play ball?     The Daily Post

Haywire

Where were you last night when it all went haywire?   When our daughter had “big math” homework and you know I’m number-dumb?   When your son’s buck teeth and stuttering became bully-magnets? When he came home black-eye angry in a tear-torn shirt? Where were you last night when dinner had been ready for two…

Kings & Queens

The Daily Post King Farid of Transmorovia seemingly had it all, but au contraire!  Even a Porsche 918 Spyder and a harem of exquisite women didn’t matter. Actually, the car was pretty cool, but the women…Pffft! You see, Farid was expected to produce an heir, but was unable loath to ‘rise to the occasion.’ “Dang it!” he…

IF James Lipton Had Interviewed Susan Shuman

Here is another interview that didn’t take place. If it had, below are the questions James Lipton might have asked, and the answers I may have provided. James: Susan! Thank you so much for agreeing to the interview. I’ve been dying to meet you! And now, here you are. Susan: Thank you, James. It’s an honor….

Chasya & Samar

On her knees and white-knuckling the porcelain bowl, Samar awaited the next surge of morning sickness to spew forth. In the kitchen, Abdul was shrieking at one of his buddies on the prepaid cell phone she’d purchased for him at Wal-Mart yesterday. “Pray God my baby isn’t a boy,” she implored and wretched the remainder…

Monte

This week’s writing prompts for the Mutant 750 Challenge are the image below and the word, score in the verb tense, meaning to cut or scratch a notch or line on (a surface). To Monte, it seemed as if they’d been walking for days. He wished they could stop for a snack & a drink…

Delores’ Porch

The Daily Post   Delores had more dead friends than live ones. How unfair life is, she thought. You get close to someone and then they die. What was the point? Was there one? And the worst part, the saddest most baffling thing of all, was how nobody seemed to notice. A person loses someone…

The Stranger

It wasn’t my fault. I swear to God, it wasn’t. I was on my way to New York. Everything was going along fine, just like it had a hundred times before. It was a clear day–good flying weather. Suddenly whoever was at the controls wasn’t there anymore. A stranger had taken over. I became dizzy…

Piers Morgan Doesn’t Interview Susan Shuman

Below is an edited excerpt of Piers Morgan’s interview with Oprah Winfrey on January 17, 2011. MORGAN: Tell me this, Ms. Shuman. Do you ever get sort of surreal moments when — I’m just trying to picture what it’s like being you? When you wake up in the morning and you go, bloody hell, I’m The…

Sunshine Sings

I’ve never seen it, but the damp-dirt fragrance; (that musky mystique!) dazzles my blind mind’s eye. Rain’s shimmer—an almost-sound— splash-dancing thirsty lawns. Razored Lightening slicing; silencing Thunder’s echoed moans. Then, Sunshine sings a bow of rain in colors I can hear.  

Eddie’s Underwear

  This week’s visual prompt for the Mutant 750 writing challenge is the image below. The word prompt is underwear. It was a wilder-than-usual Friday night at The Rubber Oyster. The place was packed. At 8:30pm, the waiting list was still over an hour and a half. Customers were three-deep at the bar, clamoring for Harvey…