I wrote this for the writer’s group I attend. the topic was Surprising Backstory. While this story is based on the truth I took liberties and embellished it just a little. I hope you enjoy Surprising Back Story Her name was Grandma. Not that that was her actual name. The introduction went “Grandma this is Teresa, Teresa, Grandma”. I was…
With new DNA ID on her wrist, Zara leaves the Reservation and heads to the City.
Grandpa and the Lion I have a picture of me with my sisters, my mother and one of my grandmothers standing around a hospital bed. Perched on the edge of the bed is my grandpa wearing one of those hospital gowns that robs you of your dignity the moment you don it. My hair was twisted into two pigtails framing…
Next time you are handed a specification and wonder what horse’s rear came up with it The US Standard railroad gauge (distance between the rails) is 4 feet, 8.5 inches. That’s an exceedingly odd number. Why was that gauge used? Because that’s the way they built them in England, and the US railroads were built by English expatriates Why did…
Tessa closed the door after the last of the children left the Craft Store. She loved the little tykes, but they were tiring. Not having children of her own, she loved holding the craft classes that were popular with the little ones. Today they made Christmas trees out of their hand prints in plaster. They painted them then wrapped them…
“But Mr. Patisserie even your name means pastries!” “I don’t care if my name means schmuck we are not going to make cookies and donuts and foo foo things. This is a bakery! We bake breads and sometimes cake. Maybe in the big city they do things crazy but here we make bread. That’s it! Now make some bread!”…
This is a story is getting the “T” treatment. It was originally told by the Grimms’ Kinder und Hausmarchen which translates as Grimms’ Children’s and Household Tales. We know them as Fairy tales. A note about this story: This was originally written as the witch being an old Fairy. The Victorian era gave us the ethereal fairy that is eternally…
(I was given a writing prompt that was a picture of stairs here is the result.) Sam lived with his parents on the 15th level of the stairs. Every year as far as he could remember, they had moved up one level on his birthday. He was told his parents were able to go back to the first level to…
Annie was glad to be back in the woods. They had left the kids a while back now. Arthur had not wanted to go. He had a maternal streak it seemed. She had teased him about it until he got mad and apologized for being a caring soul and not some hard ass bitch like her. That almost hurt. She…
Ok so maybe it has to be written down to be completely effective. Maybe it is only good if on wishes on paper. I mean things like I love you and I hate you are of course more powerful when spoken but really important things like making it rain to shut up the gal next to me , those had…
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