Mondays Finish the Story – Town Funds

“The Mayor and the town manager waved as their next victim approached.” The methodology was simple; two people, every year, must die.  One year it would be two lower-class victims.  The next year, one middle-class or rich and one poor.  Then back to two poor.  The cycle continues.  The poor victims served as scapegoats; onlyContinue reading “Mondays Finish the Story – Town Funds”

Friday Fictioneers – Sign of Success

Before my story, I just wanted to apologize for not being around as much (writing, reading others, commenting, etc).  Just got a new job and started summer classes!  Things have been a little hectic!  I’ll be around more when things settle down.  Thanks for everyone who keeps coming by anyway! It wasn’t luck. He hadContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Sign of Success”

FFfAW – Boneyard Bustle

  Buried beneath a boneyard of battered tombstones lies hordes of insomniacs that clatter through their stretched coracles.  Open eyes and empty mouths remain ingrained to their one-manned vessel while they should be traveling the tributary to hereafter, but inhumane mock mourners fancied Charon’s obol too overpriced to inhume. I can still hear the humContinue reading “FFfAW – Boneyard Bustle”


So I’m completely breaking this challenge.  I apologize for such destruction and delay, but without further to do, here are 3 of my favorite quotes. “”I myself own a flower,” he continued his conversation with the businessman, “which I water every day. I own three volcanoes, which I clean out every week (for I alsoContinue reading “3 Quotes”

Friday Ficitoneers – Excusez-moi

“Your business acumen must be quite splendid,” he spoke with a veracious vernacular that was apropos for such a well-heeled man. “Quite,” I responded with a nod from my outstretched pinky, holding a glass of Chateau Margaux. “And, if you would be so kind as to remind me of what it is that you do.” Continue reading “Friday Ficitoneers – Excusez-moi”

Mommy Under the Bed

Copied from my post on nosleep.   Another night of overtime.  This paycheck better be worth it.  It better be worth not seeing my wife, my kid, my home… my TV. I got home late again.  I try to turn the key and knob so it doesn’t make any noise.  I can feel the deadbolt clunkContinue reading “Mommy Under the Bed”

Friday Fictioneers – The Blacksmith

Tried a more fairy-tale approach for this one!  Been trying different writing styles lately.  Feedback is welcomed! A king once told a local blacksmith to build him the strongest shackles in the world so he could capture a dragon and take its gold.  In return, the blacksmith would receive a large portion of the wealth. Immediately afterContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – The Blacksmith”

Mondays Finish the Story – Family Tree

Check out the others here! “What a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.” Obfuscating freedom with obscurity, Trickery, Deceptively- Leading others to misery, Melancholy, Gloomy. Unhappy- Spindly spindles of sticky, Tacky, Gluey, Lies not of necessity, And they will inevitably, Unavoidably, Certainly, Unescapably, Unsurprisingly, Be the end of me. This webContinue reading “Mondays Finish the Story – Family Tree”

Sunday Photo Fiction – House on the Sand

Check out the others here! She parked her walker at the side of the old beach bench and reached her shaky hands into the pocket for her sunglasses.  After fumbling through small bags of tissues and her pack of daily pills, she found them and clipped them onto her bifocals.  Her vision isn’t what itContinue reading “Sunday Photo Fiction – House on the Sand”