Going Up

This post is submitted to Friday Fictioneers. Photo credit goes to Sandra Cook. He could feel the leather straps tighten as he struggled against them. The strap they had placed under his head… Continue reading

A Good Room

This post submitted to Sunday Photo Fiction. It was probably the best room she had spent the night in a long time. At least she would have a warm room with a real… Continue reading

Sara

Footprint in white sand Time has no meaning for me Sara please come back  

Lisa

This post is submitted to Friday Fictioneers. “Eight fifty-five a.m. you say? Why does it seem everyone dies in the early morning? Worse case of jet lag I ever heard of, heh? Mom… Continue reading

The Diner

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers. She brings him the “Vermonter Special” without being asked.                                  

Dark Winter

This post submitted for Friday Fictioneers.   The lake is beginning to refreeze. The new ice will bond with the existing base and very soon they will be locked in until the spring… Continue reading

Just One More Trip Please

This post is submitted to Friday Fictioneers. There was the green and yellow walking stick one of the Masai warriors had presented her on their trip to Kenya. On that trip she was… Continue reading

Adelaide

Museum of Southern Australia. 

Spell

    This post submitted for Shape Shifting 13 #69. This week, in exactly 13 words, our challenge is to write a story or poem inspired by and using  the following word(s): “Spell”   Guilty?… Continue reading

Orlando

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers. It was to be a fun night with friends. Fernando, Riccardo, Sweet Rodriguez, all together for one fantastic evening. Dancing in the freedom of the nightclub… Continue reading