A Family Gathering

laughter and camaraderie found throughout the ages amidst the love of family Those of you who’ve followed my blog for a while may remember that I used to regularly join in with the One-Four challenge, editing a picture in four different ways over a month. Unfortunately, the challenge changed from being monthly to being quarterly, … More A Family Gathering

Memories

  Memories “We’d spend hours down here, remember?” she said, gazing across at the familiar view, her memories dancing as ethereal spectres upon the sports field. They’d been such joy filled hours, packed with fun and games: skipping and jumping and turning cartwheels; running until breathless, before tumbling in a heap on the grass; vibrant … More Memories

Waiting for the Light

Waiting for the Light Tamrir huddled in the darkness, willing the minutes to slow their passage as he awaited the coming dawn. His sister’s weight pressed reassuringly against his side, and he hugged her close. The night had been long. Ridiculously so. “Is it time yet?” He started, not having realised Ameyi was awake. “Nearly,” he … More Waiting for the Light

The Search

The Search “They were around here somewhere. I swear!” Tynen scrambled recklessly over the rocks ahead, peering into each nook and cranny with almost feverish intensity. Velana followed at a slower pace, choosing each footstep carefully as she climbed the craggy slope. “No one’s found any in years, Ty. Admit it – you imagined ’em.” Her … More The Search

Silenced

Silenced It seemed an age since music had last filled Abigail’s home. The piano remained covered: its melodies smothered by leather; its keyboard untouched. But it hadn’t always been so. Once, joyous refrains had resonated throughout the building. Music had been her life. Her passion. And Robert’s, too. Their skillful playing had filled concert halls around the globe. Their life together … More Silenced

Happy Families

Happy Families It was supposed to be a celebration. David drummed his fingers on the tabletop as his siblings exchanged barbs. Couldn’t they make an effort to get on? Just one evening was all he asked for. But no – they couldn’t even maintain the facade of a happy family for a few hours. He gritted his teeth. … More Happy Families

Picture-Perfect

He’d wanted a picture-perfect life: a happy family and well paid job with all the perks. Instead, young voices argued yet again while bills piled high. He sighed as gentle hands massaged the stress away, accepting reality – his life might not be picture perfect, but he wouldn’t change a thing. This post is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales … More Picture-Perfect

Preservation

Preservation Loreli scratched at her temples where the threads made contact. After nearly twenty years of treatment she should be used to the sensation by now, but they still made her skin crawl. After all, while she knew she’d visited the clinic for years, it wasn’t as if she could really remember it… “How much longer?” she murmured. The doctor would hear, no … More Preservation

Time to Reconnect

Time to Reconnect She hadn’t written to them in far too long. Back in the early days, Felena had penned letters weekly, though each one had simply been added to the stack in her drawer. Eventually she’d forced herself to stop. She’d needed to move on. It was now over a decade since anything had actually been delivered to the … More Time to Reconnect

The Flying Banana

Each weekend they’d piled into the backseat, little ones on older siblings laps, ready for an adventure. It had been part of their family: the Flying Banana, the greatest car in the world. Which was why, despite being told it was only good for the scrapheap, the rusting wreck continued to sit in their garage – some day the banana would … More The Flying Banana

Seven PM

Seven PM Edmund stood on the shoreline. Waiting. It was something he was good at. As a child he’d waited for his father, watching the ticking clock. At seven pm, daily, the man would hear the governess’ report, granting him a fragment of his time: a smile, a question, a word of praise… if the report was fair. On days when … More Seven PM

TLT: Tug-of-War

This post is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales, a challenge that asks you to write three lines based on the photo prompt below. Tug-of-War With feet apart, teeth bared and fists clenched, they battled yet again for supremacy. Chloe turned away, dialling a familiar number on her phone. She refused to be the prize in … More TLT: Tug-of-War

No More

No More You take and You take, Never caring, Never wondering who You hurt. You rant and You rave, Throwing accusations, Throwing blame Regardless of truth. It’s time, Time to realise The only one to blame For your misfortune Is you.

SPF: Memento

This story is in response to the Sunday Photo Fiction challenge, hosted by Alistair Forbes, that asks that you write a story / poem of around 200 words using the photo as a guide. Memento She’d always wondered what was kept in the garage. Frances clutched the key to her chest, curiosity battling with trepidation as she stood before the … More SPF: Memento

FFftPP: The Long Search

This post is for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner challenge, run by Roger Shipp. This challenge asks that you write a story of up to 200 words in response to the photo prompt and an optional opening sentence. This week’s sentence is: “The last time, everything fit in three duffles…”  I’m afraid I forgot to include it this time. Oops! The Long Search … More FFftPP: The Long Search

Cee’s Black and White Challenge: Backs of Things

This post is in response to Cee’s Black and White Challenge. This week’s theme is, Backs of Things. I considered taking some photos of the backs of random items for this one but then I thought about all the pictures I’ve taken of my family that only show their backs . In the end I decided to create the … More Cee’s Black and White Challenge: Backs of Things

Friday Fictioneers: Beating Heart

This is my entry for this week’s Friday Fictioneers Challenge run by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week’s picture prompt was provided by Raina NG. The challenge is to write a story within 100 words. Beating Heart Mary’s gaze swept the kitchen one final time as she prepared to leave. The room was imbued with a lifetime of memories. Sometimes it seemed … More Friday Fictioneers: Beating Heart

FFfAW: Complete

This post if for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) Challenge, run by Priceless Joy. This week’s picture was provided by Vanessa Rodriguez. The challenge is that you write a story of 75-175 words inspired by the photo prompt below. I hope you all like it. Complete Smiling in satisfaction, Samuel positioned the last figure … More FFfAW: Complete