Rear Window

Writers are eavesdroppers by nature. We are also voyueristic.
A few decades ago we had to have a great memory or a scratch pad to capture the moment we just saw.

Fiction Friday Second Person

This writer took a huge chance on me, the reader, by taking me far far outside my experience.  Mark Jude Poirier made me participate in in the story as a gay teacher and for the length of the story I felt his lust for a student at his school. I will think about his motivation and the repercussions of his actions. More than that, I will think about what it was like to be this character.  

What is Your Shoe?

Walk into my room and come to find one of my Jordan Air Max 360s floating about five foot off the ground. Soon as I see it, my heart kinda go pie-yow! and my neck get hot. Then I smile at my foolish, foolish dumb-ass ass, and I say to myself my brother Ricky had done strung it …

Fiction Friday – Dysfunctional Office Scene

This week I have a scene with Greg, an easygoing office manager and his employee, Mack, a type A who is doing everything he can to undermine, demean and resist his boss’s efforts to complete a big project. It is an example of a dysfunctional relationship.

Fiction Friday Short Short – Eraser

The Department of Defense has perfected a new weapon, code named Eraser. Much like Facbook’s Block Option, the US Government can find and make individual people disappear. Going beyond the limits of Facebook’s Block, this weapon makes the person vanish from everywhere. Poof. Without a trace. No records. What are you writing about?

Fiction Friday – Cannibal Prompt

“Bitter, you say. What kind of bitter?”

Hello World – Sally is in the Building!

No one would believe the stranger than fiction story behind my quiet spell. Let’s just say that when I am in a persistent vegetative state, a journal will surface.

I Saw What You Did Last Spring

“How long did it take to dry her up, like that?

Fiction Friday – Cell Phones and Junk Drawers

Drawers tell a lot about a person. You really want to know your neighbor’s mind, just look in the junk drawer.

Fiction Friday – They Never Saw it Coming

Little by little the grass begins to green. Bunnies play among the fawns and birds try to get to the bird feeders before the squirrels and deer empty them.

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