Photo courtesy of Janet Puddicombe My contribution to this week's Sunday Photo Fiction challenge. She stared at the flowers she'd brought home from her art class. They were so colorful, so cheerful, so pretty. She lightly touched the petals, enjoying the silky softness. They're so perfect, they could be artificial. But they're so alive... So … Continue reading Sunday Photo Fiction: Still Life
#fotoflash: Conformity
Photo courtesy of Pixabay Here is my contribution to this week's Friday Fotoflash Challenge. "I'm sorry, Jonathan, but you can't paint your locker a different color than the rest. You'll have to repaint it." "But Coach, it's the only way for me to find it. I get so confused looking down those long same colored rows. … Continue reading #fotoflash: Conformity
#fotoflash: Blood Moon
Photo courtesy of DB McNicol via Pixabay Here is my contribution to this week's Friday Fotoflash Challenge. "You can't read a calendar, can you?" The two men stumbled their way across the desert. "Idiot... Don't you know it's bad luck? They don't call it a blood moon for nuthin." The other man shrugged. "Sorry, Jake. Didn't … Continue reading #fotoflash: Blood Moon
Sunday Photo Fiction: Saved
Photo courtesy of David Meredith, photographer My contribution to this week's Sunday Photo Challenge in 200 words or less. She stood in the middle of the room, destruction and chaos surrounding her. For some unknown reason, the vines crawling up the wall behind the unfinished fireplace comforted her. Multiple shades of green stood out on the … Continue reading Sunday Photo Fiction: Saved
Sunday Photo Fiction: Stuck
Photo Courtesy of Barb Crews Here is my contribution to this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt. (200 words or less) The man at the front of the line screamed at the ticket counter clerk, his spittle forming tiny white bubbles on his lips. She smiled as she raised her arm for security. "Next." A young mother with … Continue reading Sunday Photo Fiction: Stuck
#fotoflash: Flats
Photo courtesy of DB McNicol via Pixabay She wiped the sweat out of her eyes and tried to focus on the vinyl stick-on letters in front of her. The word "round" jumped out first, then the word "made". But the letters in the first word wiggled and squirmed in her vision. Platt? Flate? Nothing made sense … Continue reading #fotoflash: Flats