100 Word Challenge, Flash Fiction, Two Word Tuesday

Gum shoe

Della's mind was as dense as the evening fog rolling over the pier. You could see something moving around in there, but it was never clear what. I curse the day she walked into my shabby, third-floor walk-up office. First thing I deduced was that she was dressed all wrong. Her floral print rayon sundress… Continue reading Gum shoe

100 Word Challenge, Flash Fiction, Two Word Tuesday

Nothing’s as it seems

Rylee’s bubbly personality and refulgent smile could brighten anyone’s day. Anyone except Clifton. Clifton mistrusted perky people. He believed they were hiding something nefarious behind their shimmering friendliness. It was that perkiness that helped Rylee secure her patients’ advocate position at the VA. Clifton suspected she was a sleeper there to gather intelligence on the… Continue reading Nothing’s as it seems

100 Word Challenge, Flash It Friday, Two Word Tuesday

A nice, long soak in the tub

The newspapers reported it as an accident. A tragic case of absentmindedness, the coroner ruled. Her’s wasn’t a distrait mind, she knew what would happen when she drew the bath. Some argued that it wasn’t daydreaming that distracted her, something sinister kept her from saving herself they said. Perhaps it was my hand holding her… Continue reading A nice, long soak in the tub

100 Word Challenge, Flash Fiction, Our Write Side, The Darkroom, Two Word Tuesday

New tenants

For the past few years, I’ve had the honor of moderating Two Word Tuesday and The Darkroom for Our Write Side. With the support and participation of our friends there, OWS has enjoyed tremendous growth. To address that, a little restructuring and reformulating has been brewing. Beginning next week, May 1 and 3, Two Word Tuesday… Continue reading New tenants

Flash Fiction, Our Write Side, Two Word Tuesday

Dust devils

The story continues... One by one, the swirling dust devils gathered at the base of Cedar Knoll, the drove’s path through the fall grass of Harper’s Field a twisting labyrinth. They waited, gathering dry leaves and pine needles into their vortex, darkening their malevolent features. An angry chittering built to a threatening crescendo, startling a… Continue reading Dust devils