I thought this prompt would be a stumper. The only thing I could initially come up with for "lumpy" was my Muffin Top. The chances of me posting a photo of that? Yeah, not gonna happen. Then, this morning in anticipation of my daughter's visit home during her Christmas Break from school, I made cookies... and … Continue reading One lump or two?
Category: Indie Ink Writing Challenge
Sweet like candy
A Christmas theme and date for our wedding seemed appropriate considering that it all began during holiday time. He was confused when I first suggested it. That was until I reminded him of “the incident.” When he stopped laughing, he wholeheartedly agreed. He acted surprised I remembered it, but apparently he did too since his … Continue reading Sweet like candy
My words
In looking back over my last few weeks of posts, the majority of them seem, well, kinda dark. Especially over the past several months, I have been focusing more on my fiction writing. I've been active in some writing groups and using those weekly prompts to act as my muse. I don't think it's necessarily … Continue reading My words
Lured
For the IndieInk Photo Battle (#IIPhoto) this week, Headant challenged me with "Homophone" and I challenged Chris with "Home." I thought this shot of a fishing lure, tangled around a tree limb, worked perfectly ~ bated bait. From Dictionary.com Homophone noun [hom-uh-fohn] Phonetics - a word pronounced the same as another but differing in meaning, … Continue reading Lured
Punchline
“Then, she says, ‘I’ve finally had enough’!” He was laughing so hard by this time it was difficult to make out what he was saying. The only things I could be sure of was that Josh thought his raunchy joke was hilarious, and that it truly wasn’t. I was standing by the buffet table as … Continue reading Punchline
In a fishbowl
Not one day, one hour can pass without some fragment of our lives being broadcast to the world. A simple question is transformed into an indictment against our very existence. An innocent photo can be manipulated, twisted into the most grotesque caricature. Where once rumors would range only as far as the next office, or … Continue reading In a fishbowl
Thin spiral notebook 