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
āShould we?ā āItās tempting. But the last time you threw someone overboard, they couldnāt 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 ā cruel and unforgiving. āAh crap, one line and Iām 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
āThat wonāt keep vampires out,ā said Alexander toying with the stand of garlic hanging on the wall. āThen why the
Hecate, the Greek goddess of crossroads, tapped her foot at the multilane intersection. Her job, much easier during the classic
PHOTO PROMPT © Fatima Fakier DeriaĀ for RochelleāsĀ Friday Fictioneers. Other stories featuring the prompt can be foundĀ here. Note: For this flash
PHOTO PROMPT Ā© Dale RogersonĀ for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers (other stories using the prompt can be found here) A detail