Daily Prompt: Five a Day You’ve being exiled to a private island, and your captors will only supply you with five foods. What do you pick? ~*~ “I’m not playing their game. Not today … not any day,” Gertrude announced to the rather large strawberry she was dipping into a warm vat of melted dark chocolate. “All these restrictions … … More Bittersweet
Daily Prompt: Breaking the Law Think about the last time you broke a rule (a big one, not just ripping the tags off your pillows). Were you burned, or did things turn out for the best? ~*~ In my 35 years of driving experience I’ve had about five speeding tickets. All were, admittedly, due to lack of … More Another Silver Lining
Daily Prompt: Race the Clock ~*~ “Turn back the clock 20 years and be who I am today but with the vitality of my 30-something self? You mean it?” It was an offer I couldn’t refuse. A rare flight of fancy it is not. Who hasn’t wished they could step back in time and relive … More An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse
Daily Prompt: Embrace the Ick ~*~ Interviewer: “Tell me, Ms. Doright, when do you first recall embracing the much maligned vegetable many of our readers would agree is icky? My notes don’t actually tell me what the vegetable is, perhaps you could elaborate?” Ms. Doright: “All in good time … Honestly, I just made up my mind it was … More The Much Maligned Vegetable
~*~ Aren’t you going to write something? I don’t know what to write about. That’s awfully rich for someone with a head full of words. You keep telling me you see things to write about all the time, and yet you can’t put pen to paper? I can’t explain it. It’s easier said than done. The … More Baa … d
~*~ “There’s a gentleman I’d like you to meet,” announces my dear friend, Sara Bartholomew-McCreedy with a rustle of silk and wink of an eye. I’m a young, childless widow, thanks to the Battle of Vittorio Veneto, and this outing is a rare treat after a year of mourning. They say “Missing in Action” … More The Stranger
~*~ “The world is bent on destruction at the hands of those who would themselves destroy …” Grandma Rose raised her tea cup to her lips and sipped. She seemed unperturbed by her words, while I sensed my rose-coloured glasses slipping. “Fighting for peace is not the wise course, but those who know not … More Peace Rose
~*~ The gentle gypsy gestures for me to stand beside her. I move over yet keep my distance, still feeling my uncertainty. “Good,” Erzebet’s voice is comforting. “Just a few things I would say before you enter the Sacred Circle of Hidden Wisdom.” She smiles reassuringly, noting my discomfiture. “Don’t worry, you are perfectly safe as … More Lost and Found … Part III
My heart leaps. What could this exotic woodland gypsy possibly mean? She doesn’t stop to explain, but continues her slow march through an archway of Sumac and into the thicket with the noble Chiron by her side. This twist in our encounter intrigues me. My power to resist squelched. Chiron has shot his golden arrow into my heart … More Lost and Found … Part II
Prompt: Late summer. You’re wandering, lost in the woods. You come across a gypsy wagon, and you call out…”hello?” ~*~ “Hello! Is anyone there?” The Gypsy Vanner stands quietly beside me. Such a docile giant I’ve just found wandering lost in the woods. I give him a gentle pat on his strong yet soft piebald neck, his … More Lost and Found
Shedding Light on the Family Tree 