Sunday Photo Fiction

The Photo this week:
by Sunday Photo Fictioner

Andrea played, idly, with the game that sat on her desk. As a child it had been her favorite game to play with whenever she visited her grandmother. When grandma died, several years ago, shortly after Andrea had graduated high school, the game became Andrea’s… Specifically willed to her.

As she watched the metal balls going back and forth, Andrea found herself wishing she could go back to the simpler times of her childhood. How quickly things became complicated as an adult.

How had she and Mike gone from good friends to lovers? And what did that mean to their future? Did they even have a future together? Question after question arose in Andrea’s mind. Questions seemingly without answers. What if she became pregnant? Would Mike be willing to marry her? Of course they were careful to always use protection but as Gramma Beverly always use to say, “Things occur.”

Andrea reached for her phone to call Mike just as it began to ring.

“Hello?” Andrea said, answering on the first ring.

“Hi, Andrea, it’s Mike. I was wondering if we could do lunch today.”


#WWBH Wednesday Writer Blog Hop: August 27, 2014

OK… Here it is…. this week’s Blog Hop, hosted by our lovely Debb Stanton


Hello all,
A Happy Wednesday to you story lovers and writers! Here is the great story that sprung forth from last week’s hop:
Cap’t Monkey & Tooele Boy & The Unusual Contraption by Scott Taylor
Are you new to the Hop and thinking about participating? We love to find new-to-our-hop writers — the more, the merrier! Here are the rules:
◾There is either one picture and five random words or two pictures given out each Wednesday, which are to be used in the story.
◾The word count must be 500 words or less.
◾The deadline to link up is Tuesday of the following week.
◾Don’t forget to link up to the little froggy below and with one of the hop hostesses:
Tena Carr at Jottings and Writings
Leanne Sype at Writings and Ruminations
Heather Musk at Reading and Writing and Everything Heather
Debb Stanton at Stanton Sunshine
SOOooooo…[cue drum roll] Here are the new prompts:
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#WWBH – Writer Wednesday Blog Hop – August 20, 2014

So Sorry to be late in putting this up this morning.  Here’s Heather with this week’s Blog Hop:

What’s up folks? Everybody ready for a new prompt on the Writer Wednesday blog hop?

Then grab your laptop, netbook, tablet or a good old fashioned pen and paper, settle into your favourite writing spot and close off the world. That’s what I have to do to get in my writing zone.

Whether you’re comfortable in your writing routine, or just starting out and looking for something to get you going, the WWBH is here to serve.

Simply use the prompts to inspire a piece of flash fiction, and upload so we can share it with the blogosphere and help get you out there.

To help get you motivated, here are the stories sparked from last weeks two photo prompt:

Dream Come True by Karen Knapp
M is for Magical Wedding by The Netherworld
The Exhibition by Sally ScribblesThe Artist  by Morgan

Undercover  by Heather Musk

There are a couple of new contributors here this week, so a big welcome to you guys! I hope you enjoy the prompts and make it part of your writing exercises.

For those who may need a reminder, here are the golden rules of the hop:

  • There is either one picture and five random words or two pictures given out each Wednesday, which are to be used in the story.
  • The word count must be 500 words or less.
  • The deadline to link up is Tuesday of the following week.
  • Don’t forget to link up with one of the lovely hostesses:
Leanne Sype at Writings and Ruminations
Tena Carr at Jottings and Writings
Debb Stanton at Stanton Sunshine
  • Most importantly, have fun!

This week the prompt is one picture and five random words, all of which should be incorporated somewhere in your story:

Random words: magician, system, tour, mint, birthday

Good luck! And don’t forget to link up when you’re done:

A Little “getting to know you” Fun

Came across this via Writing Wings for You (who came across it via FlippyZipFlop)

I just got through participating on my “personal” blog Jottings and Writings and may even participate on the family blog Life Happens

1. How long have you been blogging and what possessed you to start?
I just recently began this blog maybe a couple months ago. I just decided I wanted to separate my “writings” (including writing challenges I come across through my blog reader). “possessed” might be an apt term in my case – Seeing as how this is blog #4 that I started.

2. What do you like to blog about?
Simple… Stuff relating to writing. Seriously, this blog is (suppose to be) all about writing. Thoughts, Tips, Book Reviews, Introducing authors, and (of course) my own writings.

3. What types of bloggers do you follow?
other writers/authors if they (their blog) touches/reaches me in some way. I don’t just automatically follow writers and authors as a matter of course… I’m not interested in blogs that are only about promoting their own works and shoving it down my throat.

4. What country are you from. If from the US, what state?
United State, Arizona (about 2 hours South of Phoenix).

5. Have you ever been published?
No. I am working on a project to “self publish” my mothers books (as well as her artwork – feel free to contact me about more on that). I would also like to put together something of my own to publish. And before you get into the importance of editors & publishers, I know. Unfortunately limited income limits the ability to even remotely consider such things.

6. Are you a writer or a photographer?
honestly, I can call myself neither… And yet I enjoy both. Here, I am a writer mostly.

7. Tell me one thing (or several) that makes you unique.
can’t say it’s unique… When I was younger, my step-mom would send me to my room and make me sit on my bed as punishment… It never was much of a punishment as I really didn’t care that I wasn’t out around family (preferred being by myself) and I could spend hours making up stories in my head. I still like making up stories in my mind. Writing them down? Not so easy.

8. Name one positive attribute you have that helps in making this world a better place.
Have to pass on this. Only thing is that I like to share info that I come across on my Social Media platforms: Twitter and Facebook (Page).

9. Do you have any children? If so, how many and what ages?
I have a (just turned) 13 year old son.

“Don’t You Recognize Me?” A Daily Post Inspired Story

All Molly wanted to do, when she got home after grueling day at work, was soak in a bubble bath with a glass of wine and a good romance book.  Maybe even a couple of the scented candles, she had recently bought to help her relax.   She had barely gotten a few feet from her front door when the humungous bouquet of flowers came into view.  It was a wonder she hadn’t seen it from the street as big as it was…  And with bright colorful flowers.

There didn’t appear to be any cards attached to give Molly a clue as to who the flowers might have come from.  A moment later, her cell phone began to jangle from within her purse.

“Hello” she answered after retrieving her phone.

“Hi”  came the voice on the other end of the line,  “Did you like the flowers I sent you?”

“Who is this?” Molly wanted to know.  “And how did you get my number?”

“From your friend, Kristin…  Arling.”  Was the reply to her second question.

Who ever it was knew that Kristin was her friend, but it still didn’t answer Molly’s question as to who this guy was, or why he had sent her the huge bouquet of flowers.

“Don’t you recognize who this is?”  Came the voice over the phone line,  reminding Molly that there was still someone there.

“Should I?”  Molly asked.

“We were in the same Biology class in High School and we went to college together…  Robert.”  He supplied when she didn’t say anything, “Robert Grills.”

Molly nearly dropped the phone where she stood.  Robert Grills had sent her the bouquet.  The boy she had had a crush on since the first moment she had seen him in High School…  Obviously not a boy any longer, she reminded herself.  After nearly 10 years, she wondered what he might look like.  Did he look the same?  Had the years been nice to him?

“I was wondering if I could take you out to dinner tonight.”  Robert was asking.

“Sure”  Molly agreed, giving him her address

Later that evening  Molly, dressed in a summery blouse and simple skirt, answered the door to find Robert standing there with yet more flowers in his hands, this time a simple small bouquet of pink flowers.  He had aged a little and had put on a few extra pounds over the years, but he still seemed as fit as he had back in his high school college days.  Robert extended the flowers to Molly with a chaste peck on the cheek.

This story was inspired by today’s Daily Post Prompt:  Secret Admirers

Thursday Review… A Long Time Coming: Racing The Reaper

I’ve had the pleasure of leaving a short review for “Racing the Reaper” and “Resuscitation” (both by Jerrid Edgington) on Amazon & Goodreads, as well as writing short review type blurbs on my one of my other blogs.  But I have not yet taken the opportunity to actually blog on my Thursday Review.
Cover Art by Rebbekah White
Of couse I should make the admission here that I might just be a tiny bit  prejudiced with this book.  After all the books in question are related to one of my most favorite subjects – Paramedicine…  I always love a good Emergency Medicine story 😉
That aside, Jerrid has done a wonderful job bringing you fully into the world of a Paramedic.  All the way from the beginning when Jacob, after a life altering accident, decides he wants to leave his office job and become an EMT through to his becoming a full-fledged paramedic.  Along the way,  Jacob deals with the ups and downs of the job. There are many twists and curves along the way as Jacob also deals with a stalker, with a shaky romance, and even a death of someone close.    You’ll just have to read the books for yourself to find out the excitements that await Jacob at every turn.
I look forward with, not so patient, anticipation to reading book three when it comes out (side note:  part of my Amazon Gift Card money is being held just for that specific purpose).
You can order both of Jerrid’s book’s Racing the Reaper  and the sequel:  Resuscitation on Amazon.  And follow his blog (Author Jerrid Edgington) for updates on book three in the series:  Reaper’s Requiem.

His Pain ~~~ A Poem

Jackie P did a beautiful job on this poem of watching a loved one suffer, and I wanted to share it with you, my readers.

To Breathe is to Write


His Pain

He moans in his sleep,

as his pain is still there, ever vigilant

His eyes, empty when awake,

the body, thin, frail, bones jutting outward

Hands shaking, reaching, clawing for another pill

anything to make him forget for a few more moments

She watches, silently, nothing she can do

as she hides the only thing that makes his life bearable

Her memories, fading, being replaced with the man now

the smile forgotten, as it never shows itself anymore

Hands shaking, she doles out his daily dose of numbness

as he can’t be trusted to do it himself anymore

He talks of ending things, his pain, his numbness

She listens in fear, one day knowing it might come to pass

He shuffles, slippered feet helped with a cane

She watches and sighs silently, wanting to help, but can’t

He cries his tears of frustration, needing his life back,


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#WOWWednesday: Joey Paul

It’s WOW Wednesday and this week MKSP is spotlighting Joey Paul (author of “Waiting on You” available on Amazon).

Reading the excerpt and review by K.R. Hughes & T.L Burns, “Waiting on You” looks to be an exciting book to read… In fact, Joey looks to be an exciting author.

Head on over to Joey Paul’s blog: Joey Paul Online

Connect with her On Facebook: BugBooks

#WWBH Writer Wednesday Blog Hop – August 13, 2014

Oyyyy  and Double Oyyyy.

Checked my email this morning to find a message from one of Blog Hop ladies asking who was on for hosting this week’s “Hop”  followed a second later with the “Ohh Shit, it’s me” thought on my part.  In the midst of everything that had happened yesterday (including one broken down truck) – I won’t go into details, I had completely forgotten to put together the code for this week.  No biggy,  “give me a little bit to get a few things off my plate and I can throw something up.”….. Ummmmm…. right.  Finally, several hours after I had originally (though already late) planned to get the Hop Kick-Off for this week posted,  I finally have it done and ready to go.

So first, let’s look at last week’s stories:

And since I was the one hosting the hop this week, I sort of cheated and added my own story at the last minute (okay, I downright cheated ;-P).

And now, for this week’s hop;

The rules are simple:

  1. Keep it to about 500 words (no worries, not like we’re counting just be fair to the readers)
  2. You must use both pictures in your story
  3. Link to the froggy thing below when you’re done (or comment to your host:  Leanne, Debb, Heather, or myself).
  4. Most Important:  HAVE FUN!!! and Let those Creative Juices flow.

The pictures you must use are:

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Just A Note (My WWBH Story)

Remember the days when folding up notes into intricate patterns of Origami like designs was all the fad.  Sneaking those same notes under the desk (supposedly outside the teacher’s watchful eye – not that the teacher didn’t know what was going on) across the classroom to the cute guy that sat three or four rows over and a couple rows in front of you?  Yep, that’s how it all got started for   Mary Beth  and Gregory.  Well, except that Mary Beth had sent the note more as a dare than anything else never expecting that Gregory would return a note back in her direction with just four scrawled words on it,  “I think you’re cute too.”

They had been 6th grade back then and back in those days dating wasn’t really something that kids did till at least part way through Junior High and even then it was mostly done in groups.  Still, she and Gregory found plenty of time to spend together during recess, during lunch,  and even walking together (amongst there other friends).    In Junior High, when Mary Beth parent’s finally allowed her to start “dating” (provided it was always with a group of friends), it was a natural progression that her and Gregory would end up dating.  Everyone had pretty much expected it.  And when they were still dating in high school, “real dating” at that point, no one had a been a bit surprised.  In fact, everyone had expected that Mary Beth and Gregory would marry after high school.  What wasn’t expected was that Gregory would end up joining the army and Mary Beth would decide that she needed to date other guys.  After all,  Gregory had been the only guy she had ever dated… for a good six years he had been her boyfriend – her only boy friend.

It wasn’t until Greg had come home one day, on leave, that Mary
Beth had realized how much she loved him, how much they belonged together.  They had spent hours together  just walking along the fence that led along the main alley through the middle of town.  One day, Gregory had reached down to the single lone bush of red flowers that grew along the fence and picked one, handing it to Mary Beth.  It was then that he proclaimed that he still loved her.

They had married in a whirlwind before Gregory was due to return to base.  That had been 30 years ago.  Thirty years, and three kids, later. they were still as much in love as ever.  Similar flowers adorned the fireplace mantle below where pictures of Mary Beth and Gregory, along with their kids and even some grandkids hung.

Inspired by these pictures by Leanne Sype

flowers and chainlink fence








Also Inspired by George Strait’s Check Yes or No.