My contribution to Sunday Photo Fiction... Photo Credit: Reena Saxena He skidded a stop in front of the bench, stopping just in time to avoid the others already in line. His feet were soaked, his umbrella turned inside out and now useless. Not one for small talk, he studied his new companions. Three women, two men. … Continue reading Sunday Photo Fiction: Perceptions
#fotoflash: The Edge
My contribution to Friday Foto Flash Fiction... Photo Credit It didn't look so far down when he was looking up at the ledge. But he wasn't one to back down from a dare. Definitely not from a double dare! It had taken all his will power to climb up this high. His hands were clenched as … Continue reading #fotoflash: The Edge
Friday Fictioneers: Resourceful
PHOTO PROMPT © Susan Eames My contribution to Friday Fictioneers.... "Come down from there, right now!" She stomped her feet in the sand, accomplishing nothing. "Not yet. I've almost got him." "You're going to fall." It was every mother's worst fear. "Shhhh...." Fuming, she muttered to herself as she paced under the bent palm tree. "Got … Continue reading Friday Fictioneers: Resourceful
100 Word Wednesday: Stranded #100WW
Image by Bikurgurl Day 20: Bus still won't move. At least there is water nearby. No cell reception but battery already dead. Day 99: Still no way to move this thing. I did catch a squirrel this morning so there will be dinner tonight. Day 123: Turned my skateboard into a swing. Love swinging and watching … Continue reading 100 Word Wednesday: Stranded #100WW
#FFFC – The Last Stop
Bruno Aquirre@unsplash.com From Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge... "I told you we should have stopped earlier." "But the sign says it's open." "But it's not! I mean, look. There's no lights, no sign of life. It's like no one has been here for years." "Well, we can still rest. And pee..." "You can maybe. I'm not peeing … Continue reading #FFFC – The Last Stop
Sunday Photo Fiction: The Climb
Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding for Sunday Photo Fiction in 200 words or less His calloused hands didn't feel the pain inflicted by the rough stones as he climbed upward. Seeking the best hand and foot holds, he took his time. Scaling a wall like this wasn't for the inexperienced or the faint-hearted. He'd been doing it for … Continue reading Sunday Photo Fiction: The Climb