The tallest building in London – the Shard.


There was no way this could get any worse.

“Pull a rabbit out of my hat?” Don’t think so.

The airlines experienced turbulence. Pinkie, stored in cargo, died as they went above the recommended attitude.

“Wanna borrow my hanky?”

The local dry cleaners happened to use bleach. Now my colorful handkerchiefs are molting like the skin off a lizard- and not a cute lizard!

The three mystical rings that can’t be separated.

Sure they can, if the airlines loses your baggage…

Three hours until my first opening act here in London.

Alfreado, the Magnificent, died on-board British Airways

BA0172.  May he rest in peace with Pinki

Called my agent. He wished me luck. Bless his little heart.

After leaving my three anonymous drinking companions at the bar in stitches upon hearing my incredible tale, I walked across the boulevard. I was to be backstage in one hour.

Suddenly, I realized I had left my three anonymous drinking companions at the bar in stitches.

The Shard was just going to announce my mystical act.

Maybe life had gifted me with something better.

Just maybe… my new act had just been handed me from the heavens.

Alfreado, the Magnificent, was a comic.


Written for Sunday Photo Fictioneers. Requirements: Create a 200 world flash fiction story using the photo prompt.




Share Your World- 2016: Week #4

  • What one thing are you really glad you did yesterday?
  • Are you generally focused on today or tomorrow?
  • Would you want to have as a guardian angel/mentor? What would they tell you right now?
  • Would you rather live in a cave house or a dome house made out of glass?

What one thing are you really glad you did yesterday?

I finally shoveled the two-plus feet of snow from behind my truck in the driveway and the three-plus pile on snow in front of my driveway entrance left by the loving snowplows so that I could once again join the real world.

Are you generally focused on today or tomorrow?

I have a three-point plan for the day, a three-point plan for the week, and try very hard to just enjoy the moment!

Would you want to have as a guardian angel/mentor? 

I have had mentors (and guardian angels) my entire life. As I teacher, I try to instill in each of my students the need to have a mentor for each of the things that you are passionate about pursuing. In college I had an academic mentor for my classes, and mentor for my musical endevors, a metor for my occupational interests, and a mentor that only cared for me- only selfishly cared for me- no other hidden agenda. I think that mentors are VERY important. Now I see myself having an occupational mentor, a retirement planning mentor (This on is my selfish one), and several blog-established/ published authors who share with me possibilities about a future in writing.

Would you rather live in a cave house or a dome house made out of glass?

I want an underground house! (See picture above…) Think Wi-Fi-Hobbit!


Written for Share Your World- 2016: Week #4. Requirements: answer the four questions.



I would like to give a hearty welcome to all flash fiction aficionados.

Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner is a weekly writing challenge designed for both the flash fiction newbie and the more experienced writer. It is the desire of this challenge to allow writers the opportunity to clear the cobwebs from a more tedious and involved project. Becoming a part of a new and growing writer’s community might be just what the doctor ordered to rejuvenate your writing juices.


Your Photo Prompt for Week #5- 2016


The opening sentence for the January 29th Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner:  “The last time, everything fit in three duffles…” (A ‘duffle’ is a carry-all bag… if this word does not acclimate across geographic cultures?) 


This challenge is open until 11:00 pm Thursday night, February 4th, 2016.

Click on the Blue Frog to share.


The Six Easy Guidelines

  • A photo prompt and an introductory sentence/ topics is to be used as your ‘muse’. They will arrive promptly at midnight each Friday morning.
  • Include the photo prompt and its credits with your story on your blog. Use of the introductory sentence/ topic is optional. Some followers like the introductory sentence ideas.
  • All stories are to be crafted and honed to under 200 words in length.
  • Each flash fiction piece should have a clear beginning, middle, and end. No serial stories. It is harder to stay abreast of a serial story. (Please keep content PG-13.)
  • Post your flash fiction response by clicking on THE BLUE FROG.Follow the given directions.
  • It is the desire of this blog to begin a new writing community. Plan a day to visit the writings of our challengers to enjoy our creations and to provide a little positive feedback.


Thank you for your participation. I look forward to reading each of your stories. Please remember to check back and follow the journeys of our fellow writers. Kind comments are always appreciated.

Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Week #5 – 2016




King Helianthus

“Cursed, I say…” the witch-queen screaked. “Cursed are you!”

“But why, my dear. Winifred, why are you cursing me?”

“I have put up with your wandering eyes for as long as I care to do so.”

“But Wini, we have many beauties in our kingdom. I only mean it as a compliment.”

“‘Compliment’ my Aunt Lucy. You virtually drooled when that red-head walked passed.”

“No, Wini.”

“You – and all your kind- shall have your cake and eat it too, my dear. From this day on, your eyes will be allowed to follow the brightest as the best…every day of your life.”


Suddenly King Helianthus found himself a sunflower.


Written for Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer. Requirements: Using the photo prompt, create a 100-150 word flash fiction story.




“Enough is enough,”

They had not even asked him. They just knew that she couldn’t have done. It. She never did anything wrong.

Of course it was her… It was crayons, for God’s sake! Where was he supposed to have gotten crayons? He was almost thirteen! She had bits-and-pieces-of-crayons in every single toy box.

Sometimes Mom had to pick crayons out of her food! Mark laughed at that thought.

On Christy’s sixth birthday she had asked for her favorite meal. Sketti. Christy’s nine now and she still says sketti. Anyway, Grandma Southerly was helping keep Christy on track at mealtime- a monumental task- and she finds green chips in the spaghetti. Christy had broken her forest green crayon and put in in her bowl. Mom had told her green food was good for your eyes and she didn’t want to wear glassed. We had laughed at that for weeks.

Being nine had not solved the problems with crayons- this afternoon a lovely dinosaur drawing had appeared on the refrigerator. It was etched in the side with crayons.

Actually, it was a pretty good representation of a triceratops.

Sure, he still loved dinosaurs… but not purple ones with yellow spots.

And he didn’t draw with crayons!



Written for FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER: WEEK #4- 2016. Requirements: Using the photo prompts and the given opening sentence, create a 200 word flash fiction story.


Do you have a favorite quote that you return to again and again? 




Share everything.
Play fair.
Don’t hit people.
Put things back where you found them.
Clean up your own mess.
Don’t take things that aren’t yours.
Say you’re sorry when you hurt somebody.
Wash your hands before you eat.
Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
Live a balanced life –
Learn some and think some
And draw and paint and sing and dance
And play and work everyday some.
Take a nap every afternoon.
When you go out into the world,
Watch out for traffic,
Hold hands and stick together.
Be aware of wonder.

Robert Fulghum

Written for The Daily Post, January 27, 2016.    Quote Me


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Kick It: What’s the 11th item on your bucket list?

Before I can come up with a #11 for my bucket list, I would need to have a bucket list. It is a shame that all the places on my FIRST bucket list of travel destinations are within a three hour drive from where I presently live.

I suspect, this being true, my first bucket list will experience fruition as soon as it becomes important enough for me to realize I want a bucket list.

The list in in no order of importance to my traveling heart.

  • Colonial Williamsburg
  • Pre-Revolutionary Jamestown
  • Mount Vernon
  • Arlington Cemetery
  • A Steam-Train Ride through the Appalachian Mountains
  • The Holocaust Museum
  • The Vietnam Memorial
  • Green Banks Astronomy Center (WV)
  • Natural Bridge (VA)
  • The Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum
  • The White House (Washington, D.C.)

Written for The Daily Post: January 23, 2016.  Kick It