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Welcome to the Tipsy Lit Weekly Writing Challenge. On the heals of winning by a tiny margin last week, I’m giving it another shot. The prompt this week was exciting for me, as it worked perfectly for me to share … Continue reading
Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, my favorite weekly flash fiction scene. Supportive writers, fun stories and great prompts from our wonderful hostess, Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s. Check out details to join or read other stories on her website Addicted to Purple. Thanks to … Continue reading
This week is my is 27th wedding anniversary. We got married on Valentine’s day, 27 years ago, after dating for four years. There’s some irony for me in the Weekly Writing Challenge prompt “My Funny Valentine”: we asked the pianist … Continue reading
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I’m throwing my hat in the ring again for the weekly Tipsy Lit Writing Challenge. The stories are all excellent, week after week. My hope is that you’ll read my story and it…
I’m throwing my hat in the ring again for the weekly Tipsy Lit Writing Challenge. The stories are all excellent, week after week. My hope is that you’ll read my story and it will earn you vote. Polls open first … Continue reading
This is part 5 in a story I’ve returned to from previous Friday Fictioneer prompts. You can find parts one, two, three and four if you click these links. As always, I welcome constructive or positive feedback in the comments … Continue reading
Who knows what brings someone to confess. There are stories ripe with tales of death-bed confessions, but this is not that. There are people who confess to seek forgiveness. In my case, that’s not going to happen; it’s too late. … Continue reading
Note: When I started this story this morning, the smell of cigarette smoke kept bothering me. I am not a smoker, nor is anyone around me. I imagined it might be the prompt, unduly impacting me. The minute I saw … Continue reading
… When the TV’s on. Ok, I’ll take one for the home team, and before you all start writing… I know we’re not all on the same team. It’s a phrase. Nothing more. Some of you ladies will disagree with … Continue reading
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