Flash Fiction: Blender Magic
The island became plagued with the flu. Jude, being the local doctor, heard all the moans and groans. None worse
Blogging with The Muse: A Cauldron of Flash Fiction, Short Stories, and Novel Nuggets
The island became plagued with the flu. Jude, being the local doctor, heard all the moans and groans. None worse
Painted by muses. Only the special see the world beyond the mural. Step into the forest if you dare. Most
“Should we?” “It’s tempting. But the last time you threw someone overboard, they couldn’t swim. My ears still ring from
Ruins: such mystery, a majestic command of times bygone. Once my home, now rubble. The Romans came. The Romans destroyed.
Pearl Alley thrived. The local dress shop catered to the nudists. Jude and Coen stripped off their gear and stored
The sky cried — cruel and unforgiving. “Ah crap, one line and I’m blocked… Muse? No gods, fairies, or other
The waves came rolling in, a reflection of her mood. The beating heart of the ocean throbbed in time with
“That won’t keep vampires out,” said Alexander toying with the stand of garlic hanging on the wall. “Then why the
Hecate, the Greek goddess of crossroads, tapped her foot at the multilane intersection. Her job, much easier during the classic
PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. Other stories featuring the prompt can be found here. It’ll