The Typewriter Variations
a short and sweet one.
I wish you would let me iron your socks.
Because if I’d be good at one thing, it would be that. 67 more words
5 hours, 32 minutes
Sunday Photo Fiction
Every week on a Sunday, a new photo is used as a prompt for Flash Fiction challenge using around 200 words based on the photo given. 112 more words
5 hours, 42 minutes
He collected pocket watches and was a real bastard.
His wife–a widow before they married–always sighed- oh he just likes to have things his own way–until she woke to a too-loud tinkle of glass. 303 more words
6 hours, 5 minutes
Get on my plate!
Your day began sunny, with a slim chance of showers. You took your umbrella from the stand just inside the door as you left for work, just in case. 283 more words
6 hours, 15 minutes
As the poet stood on the podium, he looked at the crowd nervously. She was there unfortunately. His lines were written to her, his whole work was written to her. 255 more words
6 hours, 22 minutes
There was a little trail of carefully folded paper flowers leading down the hallway to my daughter’s room. She’s so clever! Toeing the door open I found one last paper blossom, bigger, different from the rest. 97 more words
7 hours, 18 minutes
Bitten and Written
“Sometimes, the light bulb doesn’t turn all the way on.”
“Oh.” “Hm, but say I wanted the light bulb to turn on; what would I do?” 474 more words
7 hours, 57 minutes