Flash Fiction: The Doctor

This week’s flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch is a bit different: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using your choice of microhistory from Keweenaw National Historic Park. Be historical, funny, or flagrantly fictional. Choose a character, time, place, or event. There are a LOT of stories on that site,…

Did Your Dream Job Come True?

Time for another entry prompted by these journal cards. As usual, I picked three randomly and one of those gets the full blog treatment. I considered doing the one about celebrity culture, since today’s news was partly dominated by Bieber picking a fight with Tom Cruise. Or trying to. And the comedic potential there could…

The Adventures of Tongue Shark

So this happened last night. The 14yo brainstormed ideas while the 11yo drew them. Now, because my children are my children, a silly idea like that quickly grows into something possibly ridiculous but definitely funny. And because their mother is me, the ridiculous, funny thing gets blog treatment. Ergo, I bring you… The Adventures of…

Flash Fiction: The Garden

Spring is well underway, and in keeping with the season, Charli over at Carrot Ranch offers this prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes strawberries and mint. My piece includes toddler speak. I hope you enjoy it. The Garden I clap the dirt off my hands, admiring my work.…

When Are We Officially Grown Up?

I pulled three cards from my prompt deck, and all three are pretty good, I think. Interestingly, I took a workshop that required a reflection paper on the one about adding value to relationships (one point: humor is necessary for genuine connection). But since I had to write an actual paper on the topic, I…

Flash Fiction: The Chosen

I’m taking a break from book writing/editing to bring you my contribution to this week’s flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using the phrase “beggars can’t be choosers.” I hope my story will surprise you. The Chosen I skulk on the edge of the…