Photo credit @Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Home is Where the Heart Lands By T. Delaplain Mind if I take a look at that leg of yours, Mary?” “It ain’t nothing Doc. Remember, I was a nurse at County before the whiskey.” The crusted gray strips of fabric, fell in a stinking green spiral. “You’ve got gangrene?” “Sure do,... Continue Reading →
The Wisdom to Ride
Photo credit to Douglas Mac Illroy The Wisdom to Ride by T. Delaplain “Dumb asses, sit on top of a tornado for 8 seconds and wonder why they is always broke. Broken wallets, broken bones, broken dreams.” “Yup, I reckoned you’re right Daddy but he’s here to pick me up anyway.” The sight of the... Continue Reading →
Nothing Quite As Sweet
Photo Credit @ Fatima Falkier Deria Nothing Quite As Sweet By T. Delaplain She worried a dried fleck of white from the lilac tulle; nothing quite as sweet as wedding frosting or bridesmaid’s couture. Still wet from the kisses and caresses hidden beneath yards of satin and tulle she ached for their reunion. How long... Continue Reading →
Always a Widow
I’ve been lost in Baja, Mexico, enjoying the sun and sand, sometimes wasting paper writing tall tales, sometimes cooking for strays at MyBajaKitchen.com. La Señora took a liking to Sarah’s photo and insisted on living another 100 words. Here’s her web of intrigue. La Señora came to me at a run down clam shack; feet... Continue Reading →
The Way to My Heart
Photo by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields The Way to My Heart “Shut the damn door and take off those muddy boots,” I shouted over the kitchen chaos with an authority that had not been earned. The second batch of blackened biscuits lay crumbled next to my Momma’s recipe box and the bitter winter turnip stew was boiling... Continue Reading →
Reflection of Sin
Photo credit @Roger Bultot Reflection of Sin My home world and all of my transgressions reflected in mockery through its enormous eye. It snapped its mandible in anticipation. I scrambled backwards trying to find my footing as my flesh tore against the gravel. It was true that I had fallen far from grace: the son... Continue Reading →
Writing a Complete Story in a Flash
I am a huge fan of flash fiction. Sometimes a writer will hit a home run with a work of fiction and sometimes it fails. I know what I like in a story but I'm not always sure why I like it. Today I was stumbling around the Friday Fictioneer's weekly posts, stalking other writers... Continue Reading →
For Every Season #FridayFictioneers
Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields For Every Season I traced a frozen heart on the glass. No longer were your initials available to interlace with mine. The storms and passion of our verdant spring had been replaced with a summer of striving, of building and succeeding. Then came the slow days of fall with graying edges... Continue Reading →
110 in the Shade #FridayFictioneers
Photo Credit to Rich Voza 110 in The Shade The pilot wiped the sweat and dust from his brow and coaxed the joystick, "Just one more pass baby." His man on the ground had been confident when he called in the strike. There was no space in his head for hesitation but the memories of... Continue Reading →
Sara Y El Mono Del Vuelo
I'm back in Nevada after spending six weeks in Spain. I promise to share my thoughts about this grand adventure of Spanish immersion in later posts but today is miércoles so here is my Friday Fictioneers post. I haven't written anything but text messages in English for six weeks and my brain was a little... Continue Reading →
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