a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label flash fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flash fiction. Show all posts

Friday, April 5, 2013

Friday Flash 55...

Playing nice with the G-man with a tale of Crooked Creek...with my apologies...FICTION MEANS FICTION!  I wrote a true tale...so sorry.  Will try to tell a wilder one next week.
Too cold to swim this sunny day he shared the wild tale of floating this Crooked Creek on cheap air mattresses with cousins.

The creek flooded from rains far behind them and the mattresses went almost flat.

Returning to the car parked on high ground the rangers had already gathered to look for floating bodies.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Mag 119 Prompted By Tess Kincade...

gives a writing prompt each week.
Join the fun.
House At Dusk by Edward Hopper

The House That Jack Built

After building the house he sought the perfect mate to  match.  Next the two perfect children arrived exactly two years apart.

Oh, the secrets those curtains and dark windows covered.  To the community Jack was a fine upstanding businessman, but to his family, only paraded on special occasions as if they were prize acquisitions, he was a different man.

Jack had many secrets.

The perfect family huddled in the deep dark corners of the house that could never be called a home.

Tonight Jack was content viewing his other trophies people never saw. 

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