“You have to dish,” Sylvia said to her friend Joyce right after they sat down in the restaurant for lunch. “Come on. Tell me what happened!” Joyce crossed her legs slowly and licked her lips. “You are not going to believe what a hunk he was. Honestly, I thought I might faint when he took…
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Review: Damn the Rejections, Full Speed Ahead: The Bumpy Road to Getting Published by Maralys Wills | Hippocampus Magazine
Review: Damn the Rejections, Full Speed Ahead: The Bumpy Road to Getting Published by Maralys Wills | Hippocampus Magazine.
My Mother and the Turkey
I was ten-years-old the Thanksgiving my mother decided to cook. This wasn’t a good thing since she never cooked, but she decided that she didn’t want to order the usual ham for the main meal – turkey, after all, was what most people had for Thanksgiving – and she always gave our cook the Thanksgiving…
Prompt: Two Words for Nonfiction: Silence & Habit
Silence. The sound of silence. Simon and Garfunkel. “Hello, Darkness my old friend. I’ve come to talk with you again.” Silence is a luxury in my life. Sounds accost me on every side. Right this very moment, cars are whizzing by outside, my dog is gnawing with great determination on her bone, and the clicking…
Prompt: Texas vs California
I am here at Dallas Love Field, heading back to LA after a weekend visit to Texas. I do this a lot since my husband and I are renovating a Queen Anne Victorian just north of Dallas, in the town of Sherman. This is home turf for me, having grown up just 25 miles from…
FlashFictionBlog: Interview with Pamelyn Casto – Worth Reading!
FlashFictionBlog: November 2006.
Prompt: Picture of Old Couple
“Come on, Henry, we need to get going,” Nell Castle said to her husband. “They’ll all be waiting for us.” Henry reached for his black hat resting on the top shelf of the closet. “Mother, I would rather just stay home, it you don’t mind.” He waited, hoping he’d get a reprieve. “Henry Castle, don’t…
The Best Ingredients – To Be Published in Upcoming True Words from Real Woman Anthology
My Aunt Millie made the best egg custard I’ve ever tasted, creamy and rich with a perfect texture, not too runny, not too thick. This was one of my father’s favorite desserts, and when I was growing up, every three or four months, we’d drive the twelve miles out to the tiny town where Aunt…
Prompt: Random Words: Daisy, Soot, and Butterfly
Daisy picked up a handful of black soot from the ground and smeared it on the only remaining wall of her home, which just a week before had been beautiful and whole and the place where she had felt safe and secure. Wrong she wrote in big, bold letters and then she walked over to…
Prompt: 3 Flashcards from Essential GRE Vocabulary: Meticulous, Lambaste, and Innocuous
I don’t know why Gerald felt the need to lambaste me about the children in front of our visiting friends. To say it was humiliating is an understatement, particularly since I had made what seemed to me an innocuous statement. “They are spoiled,” I’d said, as if that was a surprise to anybody around that…
20 Minutes a Day 