Ticket to Paradise

Today's writing prompt over at Mindlovemisery's Menagerie is Train Ticket. Geoffrey was late for everything, so it was no surprise that he missed the last train to Paradise, PA. The next one was scheduled for 9:00 pm that night. “But that’s three hourrrrrs from now…” Geoffrey whined to the ticket person—Sybil, according to her name [...]

In Warm Pursuit

Today's writing prompt at the FOWChallenge is the word pursuit. Dagmar Bezhyumanka was a woman on a mission: to flush-out true love from its hiding place. She'd exhausted the traditional methods: blind dates, fix-ups, singles' bars, even hanging out in the produce section of the Jewel-Osco on Sunday mornings in hopes of snagging Mr. Right. No luck. Men [...]



This week's prompt at 3LineTales is the image below. ∞∞∞ Meredith bragged to her friends that her brand new Chuck Taylor All Stars were the exact same shade of yellow as the guard rail. They didn't believe her so after school she tried to prove them wrong. It turned out that the color of Meredith's [...]

Black of Night

Black of Night

This week's writing prompt over at 3linetales is the image below.   It was one of those times when you just knew something big was going to happen — even the air seemed to sizzle with anticipation. The three of us got comfortable beneath a willow tree, waiting, watching, wondering, and eventually dozing off. I [...]

Apart from Genetics

  This week's writing prompt for the Shapeshifting 13 Challenge is the word inherit. Exactly 39 words. *** I inherited my dad's brown eyes and dark curly hair. I've got my mom's straight nose, stubby legs and haughty attitude. Where my third arm comes from, no one speculates. That subject is double-dog taboo. There’s a story [...]

Mercury in Retrograde

  "This is the library?" Jennie stared out the passenger side window of their Porsche. "Oh, it's more than just a library," Marcus explained patiently. "This is also the fresh market, greenhouse, and community center." "Community center?" Jennie sniffed. "How do you figure? The place is deserted!" "It's lunchtime," Marcus countered. "Everybody is home, eating. They'll [...]