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I got my spontaneity from my grandmother. Every visit and every call, she inspired me. Her encouragement and her excitement in all I shared. She was my biggest fan. My picture drawings and photos plastered her refrigerator and walls. She was my role model. I read her journal entries, book referrals, and basked in her memories and photos. With her, it was not just tea parties and dolls, as...

Added 14 Mar 2021 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 167 | 5 Comments

It was Halloween and Sarah had a couple hours before her guests would arrive for the party she was hosting. Her parents had approved this one last party in the courtyard outside their residence. That included the common areas of the first floor of the Chateau with the half bath restroom and kitchen before the house opened officially as a Bed and Breakfast. There was a strict rule not to...

Added 02 Mar 2021 | Category General | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 268 | 4 Comments

Chloe was in a state of ennui without solace. Alas, she was part of the world-wide pandemic advised to isolate. Having a very acquiescent nature, she washed thoroughly and masked up in public and scoured the internet in search of relief. Finding a bizarre poem of living beyond normality, she felt a spark for adventure and maybe her own game of truth or dare. Surely she knew her living spaces...

Added 16 Feb 2021 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 269 | 5 Comments

Medieval times or modern times, knight or soldier, one's word must be believable, and one's actions must follow. It can define you as an enemy or an ally, a friend or a foe. Time and modernity has not changed that measurement of trust. Man or woman, boy or girl, trust can be a treasure. Honor is a gift to yourself. The abandonment of an oath results in loss to both parties. First felt...

Added 29 Jul 2020 | Category Musings | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 290 | 7 Comments

It was a dark and stormy night, in a metropolis before UBER, GRAB, and iPhones. She had been with friends but was now alone, although with an umbrella, no taxi in sight. He didn't mind the rain, but had taken temporary shelter off the street. She noticed him marooned under a shop cover as she strolled by. He noticed her walking alone and was still a believer in chivalry. She was not too...

Added 18 Jul 2020 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.92 | Views 452 | 8 Comments

Dirk was waiting in Laboratory #1. Dr. Ingram had invited him for a special briefing, promising to provide him more background and understanding of not only their next mission, but their overall mission. She also promised to brief what he needed to know about the enemy's tactics, and the Dirty Dozen's vulnerabilities. Dirk was absolutely ready, he had waited a long time to be trusted...

Added 13 Jul 2020 | Category Science Fiction | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 383 | 1 Comment

Jenna was intrigued by Ray's homework for her after their first official life coach session. Although she was vaguely familiar with what she knew to be a sensory deprivation tank, she had to agree with Ray, that a 'float tank' was a better marketing name for it. The main reason she knew about those tanks was a fiction novel she had read years back, The Door to December, or something like...

Added 10 Jul 2020 | Category General | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 353 | 2 Comments

She loves her Daddy. He gave her all he could for her to stand on her own. She retains all he taught her, all the memories along the way, and the confidence that she built under his tender care. She travels many paths but it is at bridges that she remembers him the most. Chasms of various heights always scare her. Bridges may not be perfectly safe. "Cross with care, don't look down, and...

Added 09 Jul 2020 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 9 | Avg Score 4.78 | Views 359 | 7 Comments

I am here to tell my own story. It's not yet over and I will have to go backwards before going forwards in order for you to understand my circumstances. I don't much like the word damned, as it has a history of being so final. I resist that I am damned, although I fully accept that I am cursed. You see, I made some bad decisions. I am sure there is not anyone out there that has not. So, I...

Added 03 Jul 2020 | Category Supernatural | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 438 | 1 Comment

I've traveled many miles before reaching you. Fallen from vast heights, down waterfalls, rivers and through streams. My pollution is minimal as I have always kept moving. Now, I want to be a lake, never to leave you. A sanctuary you are to me. I feel safe, I feel clean, I feel fresh each day. My past is behind me. I have come a long way to be with you. As a lake, we must yet flow a little...

Added 24 Jun 2020 | Category Musings | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.92 | Views 537 | 11 Comments