The road less traveled. The way paved with good intentions. Neither quote eases the pain, unravels the coil of struggle wound tight in my soul. The Road Not Taken. Mr. Frost found words that resonate. Where would I be now, had I followed the other path? I stare up the broken steps.The road I chose…
Fabric rustled and the hood was jerked off. Blinding light seared her retinas. A meaty hand gripped Jane’s left arm, forcing her onward. She glanced over her shoulder. The hand belonged to a thick man in black. He ignored her backwards look. The toe of her right shoe caught and she stumbled. His hand tightened,…
I rotate the mug once, twice, then back to its original position. Handle perpendicular to the table edge. Steep the tea bag. Then again. The entrance reflects in the mirror along the back wall. Customers sit reading papers, chatting quietly or staring at their own steaming brews. A figure moves past the stained glass…
Mac ducked behind a building. She pressed her back to the cool brick and slid down. Her arms crossed over her knees, shoulders slumped. “Didja find ‘im?” Her head snapped up at the sound of a soft voice. The girl approached, her footsteps silent over the dirt. Twelve, maybe thirteen. Sinewy arms hugged her front,…
“I’m cold.” “So stand closer to the flames.” “Are you serious?” “We’re going to be here awhile. No sense catching a chill.” “They told us to stay back.” She stared through me. “Perhaps you can sit in the ambulance. Go ask someone.” She turned back to the blaze. I clutched the blanket from the EMTs…
“Oh, no. No, no.” She moves the dish soap to the right. Hand soap shifts left. Lotion next. Sanitizer last. They’re lined up by height, labels facing out. She makes an adjustment here, a shift there. One at a time. Left to right, tallest to smallest. Again. And again. “This doesn’t go here.” She picks…
This week was the final installment of Flash!Friday. All stories were to begin with the provided first line, run exactly 100 words and could be inspired by the included photo. My story is a little bit of art reflecting life. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it. Gravitational Force (100 words) On Friday, everything changed.…
For this week’s Flash!Friday challenge, the prompt included a photo and an assigned element: The story had to include a dragon. In celebration of the end of an era, I hope I have done our gracious host, Rebekah Postupak, proud with my dragon-included story. It was fun to write. Perhaps I will have to have…
Source: Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 51
While immersed in 15-Day NaNo Challenge (but not posting…it will all come at once, more on that later), I decided enough was enough. There was no way I could start a successful NaNoWriMo that way. It was a recipe for failure. And frustration. The giant mess of boxes, piles of papers on the floor and general…
VCE Chemistry teacher in Melbourne, Australia
a 100-word story every day
The Mom Who Runs: 