Scribe’s Cave Picture Prompt: Forced to Begin Again

On its way around the globe, The Great Storm, a swirling mass of air, dust, and pebbles, had left its touch on every person, animal, and structure: Jebediah gathered his bride closer and felt her shoulders through the thin fabric of her dress and shawl; they were the only items

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Scribe’s Cave Picture Prompt: As Time Goes By

Father John was old school; he still took to his knees for prayer. He dusted off his robe and moved slowly through the sanctuary. It was quiet. The old priest’s bones creaked; his brothers tried to convince him to leave the old rectory, but Father John continually refused. “No church should

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Scribe’s Cave Picture Prompt: During a Time of War

I came to as I stumbled on a step. The child laughed, “C’mon–you made it this far; just a little farther,” and skipped down and down. My arm hurt and my head must have been bleeding; my cheek was numb but when I pulled back my fingers they were sticky-red.

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New Post at FFC

I had the pleasure of interviewing Christine Anderson of CFA Publishing for Flash Fiction Chronicles. Pop on over and give it a read! If you are looking for new books to read or want another option for getting your own book to print, consider CFA…

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“How to Make the Most of Separation Day” Published!

It’s been a year to the day since I moved out of early-morning traffic runs to and from an office outside the home. To commemorate the event, I wrote this bit of whatnot. It’s only about eight pages; pick it up for .99 if you are able or interested. As

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Scribe’s Cave Picture Prompt #28: Who Has Fun in Afterworld?

“Just get in the car,” he ordered. The trip had lost its element of fun; I was angry, hopping mad, as my great-gramma used to say. Earl could be such a jerk and I hated it when he got frustrated with our children. “Hold it, honey; maybe we can go find

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Cave of Scribes #27: Initiation

“I’m not going in there.” Chad was emphatic. He looked up at the broken windows and the hulking facade seemed to gaze back at him with hundreds of hungry eyes. Randy punched him in the arm. “You scared?” Chad turned to him. “Yep.” “Lookit: all we gotta do is go

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Woola Yarf and Me

It’s just liverwurst…It’s just liverwurst, I recited the mantra as I wiped the half-sheet of paper towel across the leather seat. The mantra worked fairly well until I hit a patch with stringy stomach juice. It was the culmination of a dog-trip. There was a dog; a perfectly funny-looking creature who

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Scribe’s Cave Picture Prompt #26: Long and Winding

Since Sam had run out of excuses, he chose that very moment to go completely mad. He ran 200 feet down the craggy slope and screamed. Marvin ran after but Sam managed to stay a fingertip-length ahead. “Hey!” Marvin huffed. “No! I don’t want to do this anymore!” Sam stopped

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Cave of Scribes Picture Prompt #25: Space Dating

“Well, isn’t he a cutie!” Pow! Snap! “If you thought he was so cute, why did you just vaporize him?” “He was trying to escape!” “Wait a minute–didn’t you say that about the last four guys you vaporized?” “Maybe…what’s your point?” “Honey, no one escapes. This is a water planet and those

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