Friday Fictioneers: Typewriter
“She was such an imaginative child. The stories she told, we thought she was lying about everything.” “Didn’t the doctor diagnose her as schizophrenia when she was a teenager?” “All those people in… Continue reading
“She was such an imaginative child. The stories she told, we thought she was lying about everything.” “Didn’t the doctor diagnose her as schizophrenia when she was a teenager?” “All those people in… Continue reading →
“What’s that?” “A car.” “What’s a car?” “Combustible engine that ran on gasoline.” “What’s gasoline?” “A product that came from oil that came out of the ground.” “I thought rare-earth came from the… Continue reading →
When little Alice thought she was safe; she stopped running and turned around. Her mother was tying to keep up, but she was eight months pregnant. “Mama, hurry,” Alice yelled. “I’m trying,… Continue reading →
The pup was the only building in the forest. Hunters stopped to and from the hunt. They stayed to play cards, listen to the music, hear tall tales, and drink the finest beer… Continue reading →
Carol planned a week’s vacation in the Rocky Mountains. She bought a llama to help carry gear. Every day she and the llama went for a walk. Everyday Carol added a little more… Continue reading →
Häagen Dazs, Häagen Dazs. How I love thy. Let me count the ways. I am forever grateful to the one who invented you. Maybe not too grateful. Sad actually. No, I think upset.… Continue reading →
“I’m not going in there!” Bobby yelled. “They’re plants,” Mom said. “They’re carnivorous plants. They’ll eat me.” “Where did you learn carnivorous?” “I Googled it.” “How did you know to Googled it?” “The… Continue reading →
“Mommy, what is that?” “It’s a bird.” “Is it hovering?” “No, it’s bronzed.” “Why?” “So it doesn’t have to hover.” “Why doesn’t it fly?” “Because it’s attached to the pole.” “Doesn’t that hurt?”… Continue reading →
“When hell freezes over,” he said. “I don’t think so,” I said. “You’ll meet some girl from some farm town and fall head over heals.” I was the only woman he’d brought home… Continue reading →
“When I said I wanted to remodel, I meant new wall paper!!!!” * * * Friday Fictioneers is a challenge to write a 100 word story from a photo prompt. It’s hosted by… Continue reading →