It's an old house of history and antiques with a Jane Austin and Bram Stoker feel to it. A bed and breakfast, I could not pass up. It's like a movie in black and white, aged like a fine wine, the creaking floors and the whistling wind are an ambiance to appreciate. I never imagined I would be here alone, nor for a robbery I am not hurt and they are long gone. I am under a sheet looking much...

Added 14 Oct 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 144 | 2 Comments

I tried to tell her to be cautious, to understand it's a dangerous world out there. And with those words to ponder, I let her go. And she flew, cllimbed, and explored, always pushing her limits, on the tightrope, of life. What she and the rest of you can't see, is I am here for her should she fall, should she need a safety net, loving arms extended, just off camera, ready.  ...

Added 12 Oct 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 150 | 6 Comments

Dirk was born ambitious, although to common folk. He grew up in the '50s but the calendar shows different. In adulthood he found himself a professional. One day he dreamed he gave up all to be a lone wolf; the educated said he did not exist. He needed no moon in which to howl, no pack in which to alpha-batize. He wandered where he wished; he poked where his curiosity took him. Dirk found...

Added 19 May 2019 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 572 | 9 Comments