Another great piece on the Drabble. How can someone be so riveting in so little words?! By Donna L. Greenwood “When they drop the bomb, there’ll be nothing left worth surviving for,” he said. And then they dropped the bomb. I couldn’t bring myself to gobble up the pills or drink the vodka he hadContinueContinue reading “In the End — Sharing”
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Sharing from the Drabble
By Richard Helmling As the ash piled up on the sixth day, they finally decided to head south. “Por favor,” they made their son practice as they drove. They avoided El Paso because the last radio broadcasts they had received said it was impossible to cross there. So they found a seemingly desolate stretch of […]ContinueContinue reading “Sharing from the Drabble”
The Baby
Yes, it’s okay to play with the ball in the house; we won’t break anything and mom will never know; look you broke it, mom’s gonna be so mad; let’s play cops and robbers, you be the robber and I’ll be the cop; don’t worry I won’t leave you tied up here all day; I’llContinueContinue reading “The Baby”
Keeping Time
Another old assignment from my undergrad years as a creative writing major at UCF. “Again Daddy, again,” Susie laughed as her father, Frank, finished waltzing her around their private garden. The array of flowers changed from side to side, surrounding the father and his daughter with pink and red roses, white and purple carnations, aromaticContinueContinue reading “Keeping Time”
Childhood Pranks —
Reblogged from The Drabble. I couldn’t not share this one. Too funny. By The Urban Spaceman Two weeks into summer break and bored out of their minds, Tommy and D.J. rode their bikes two miles to the abandoned church in the countryside. They spent three days chiselling the image of a giant penis into anContinueContinue reading “Childhood Pranks —”
Forever Golden
Wrote this a few years ago for an assignment in my first creative writing class at UCF. It was their fiftieth anniversary, the golden one. Fifty years ago on this day Theodore and Ethel were married in her father’s blooming garden. It had been filled with red and pink roses, white and purple carnations, purestContinueContinue reading “Forever Golden”
Waiting On the River
This is an updated version of a piece of flash fiction I wrote for a prompt. The original is published on my old writer’s blog here. A drop of sweat rolled down Riley’s forehead. Her eyes darted back and forth. She stared at the hand in her grasp. She swallowed hard and licked her lipsContinueContinue reading “Waiting On the River”
Day of Birth
For this 52 week writing challenge prompt, “a story that takes place the year you were born,” I decided to tell the story I’ve heard so many times from my mom about the day I was born, in my own words and how I heard the story. Happy Thanksgiving reading! “GET! ME! TO! THE! HOS.PIT.AAAAAALLLL!”ContinueContinue reading “Day of Birth”
Taking It Back
Here’s a short story for my 52 week writing challenge for the prompt “a retelling of a recent Hollywood movie.” I used a very loose base from this movie my friends and I saw in theaters to create this story. I wonder who can figure out what it is 😛 Val needed help, and fast.ContinueContinue reading “Taking It Back”