Photo credit @Jennifer Pendergast Burning the Trash By. T. Delaplain Every chapter Peter burned brought him closer to clarity. He wasn’t a writer, just a hack. He cut through the painful details of his deficiencies leaving only shreds of regret and a pile of literary trash. The premise had been brilliant, the main characters tragically... Continue Reading →
A Tinder Promise
Photo credit Lisa Fox Tinder Promises by T. Delaplain Had we ever had a first date? I only remember that you had always been by my side. I had promised you, so I had swiped right. Recalling the details in my date’s text, it felt like a spy mission. I had as much experience with... Continue Reading →
Mo Fhioghrá
PHOTO PROMPT © Amanda Forestwood Mo Fhioghrá by T. Delaplain Willing to take the beatin’ that would come later, Aidan laid his chin against his gobshite brother’s favorite fiddle. Catching the eye of the barkeep, he nodded, requesting a pint. The bartender flashed him the finger and mouthed feke off. He’d only get the... Continue Reading →
A House Divided
photo credit @Liz Young A House Divided By T. Delaplain It started with an innocent comment, a slightly frisky flirtation, a light breeze. No harm, no foul, the foundation was solid, nothing could touch the haven he’d built around his family. But the fresh breeze continued to build with feather light touches in passing and... Continue Reading →
Meditation for Beginners
Photo credit: David Stewart by T. Delaplain Go With the Flow by T. Delaplain Lying on a mat with my head on a bolster, so relaxed in corpse pose, shavasana, breathing in relaxation. “Imagine your breath, ebb and flow. Let any negative thoughts or cares evaporate. Immerse yourself.” Did I lock the car? “Be the... Continue Reading →
To Sleep Among the Poppies
Photo prompt by Jeff Arnold To Sleep Among the Poppies By T. Delaplain Dot kicked her heels under the tumbled mattress, a splash of red among the silky detritus of her trade. His used trash tainted the pile of garments that had to be rinsed and worn again in a few hours. Counting the emerald... Continue Reading →
Balancing Acts
Photo by Fatima Fakier Deria Balancing Acts By T. Delaplain “You can have it all”, they said. The career, the kids, an American flag and a pink flamingo on the picket fenced lawn; a full measure of domestic bliss. I was in the center ring with all the balls in the air, apron strings tied,... Continue Reading →
False Halos
Photo Credit: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields False Halos By T. Delaplain A hush descended, the lights dimmed and the stage rose from the fiery bowels of the auditorium. Reverend Wilts, awash with golden light unfurled his robes, arms spread wide in false subjugation. The sound of salvation began with a few calculated notes guaranteed to open the... Continue Reading →
When The Mask Slips, Friday Fictioneers
Photo credit: Ted Strutz When The Mask Slips By T. Delaplain The acrid whiff of Polaroids couldn’t mask the remembered scents of cotton candy and caramel apples. The first time had been on Halloween. Had it been the innocence of her pink tights or the silky feel of her crinoline skirt? Terrifying betrayal; a father... Continue Reading →
Pages of Envy
Photo by Susan Eames I have no excuse but I’m back from the wilds of Mexico, no closer to finishing the great work in progress. It’s funny how if you never put ink to paper, you never finish a project. Here’s a Friday Fictioneers prompt for your consideration about writer’s block and envy. Pages of... Continue Reading →
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