The Sincerest For Of Poetry
Apprenticed To My Mother
Walking Into Trouble
Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle
The Last Will Of Sven Andersen
Booms And Busts
Buster & Moo
Salisbury Square
My Father and Other Liars
Life In A Conversation
Life, in a Grain of Sand
Life In A Flash
Tag Archives: prompt
Sue Vincent, A Special Kind Of Blogger
I’ve known Sue for the best part of six years, throughout my time of blogging. I’ve met her, too, at the Bloggers Bash (when I admit to a certain disappointment the red hair – see above image – wasn’t present … Continue reading
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Up Close And Personal #prompt #shortfiction
Willow Willers has sent me another eye pic as a prompt. This is the picture And this what followed. When you’ve finished reading head over to Willow’s blog and rummage around; I know you’ll enjoy yourself. Until today, Naomi Flutterbung … Continue reading
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Musings From The Kitchen #prompt #shortfiction
Diana Peach at Myths Of The Mirror has prompted us to write about our muse. But what if… It had been a heck of a day. So many interruptions, but finally I’d settled down to write. That’s when the door … Continue reading
The Slow Demise Of The Serially Slow #reprise #writephoto
Willow started it so blame her! Seriously though I have benefitted muchly from Sue Vincent’s many #writephoto prompts and while she is cogitating on how to replace the small dog’s ball, I thought I’d repost this one from 2018 as … Continue reading
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Inspector Counterweight And The Percussive Goblin #flash!friday #flashfiction
Inspector Turmeric Counterweight lifted the tape. ‘What we got, Blossom?’ Constable Pretty Blossom shifted uncomfortably, the hazmat suit chaffing places usually reserved for members of his Lodge. Two similarly clothed figures held up jars, full, it seemed of writhing flames. … Continue reading
Blind To Tragedy #flashfiction #prompt
They all saw the dog. Black, shaggy, watchful. The suit said he couldn’t have known, not his fault. I think he blames the student for bumping into the guy. She’d have been watching the dog, too. At least the dude’s … Continue reading
Knees Up #carrotranch #morganandlogandoamerica
‘Aunty Madge mailed.’ ‘How is the old loon?’ ‘Fed up with lockdown, though she’s ridiculously excited she’s got a hair appointment.’ ‘What is that all about? A hair cut? Sheesh!’ ‘You’ve got none to cut. Mum always said her hair … Continue reading
Separated By A Common Confection #dating #carrotranch
‘What was your first date, Logan?’ ‘Karen Doubleknees. We met in holiday. She lived in Skegness. We were sixteen.’ ‘But that’s…?’ ‘500 miles from Chez Logan, yes.’ ‘How?’ ‘It’s not hard Morgan. We used the phone.’ ‘That’s not a date. … Continue reading
Twenty -four Hours of Existential Angst In The Life Of A Bucket #blogbattle
It had been that sort of day when winds hushed themselves so as not to disturb the peace. Indeed Night, which had got into the habit of falling felt the urge to seep, so much so that Dusk, unaware of … Continue reading
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