“You’ve done it again, Kelly.” Startled, Kelly looked up from the magazine he was reading. Pettigrew stood at the door of the cockpit, arms crossed. “Every time you have been on watch this week, you’ve managed to get us off
After a couple weeks’ hiatus, I’m back in the Indie Ink Writing Challenge. It’s good to be back, folks. This week’s prompt comes from Head Ant, who writes: An opera is being written about your life. Summarize the first act.
They call me Rumpelstiltskin. I’m telling you that up front, because for a very long time, people could never remember my name. And when I finally could get someone to say my name out loud, I ended up becoming villified
[Part 1] [Part 2] “I know you’re keeping something from me.” Rhonda looked up, startled. “Admit it,” Rob said. “You can’t hide something like this forever.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Rhonda shifted uncomfortably in her chair. She
[For Part 1 of this story, click here.] “Wait, who was that masked man?” Charlie ducked into the hallway and flattened himself against the wall. Stupid, stupid, stupid. He had crashed this party on an impulse and hadn’t really thought
One of these days I’ll be a world traveler, Fluent in German, Italian, and French. But I don’t have funds, so I’ll have to content myself Reading through travel blog posts from the bench. I have a project in mind
Pregnant. Rhonda placed the pee stick gingerly on the sink counter, staring warily at the evidence that had appeared moments ago. She took a deep breath and tried not to cry. Pregnant. She lifted her gaze from the sink to
For as long as I can remember, I have looked forward to visits to Hawaii. When I was little, my mother and I would get on a plane to Honolulu almost every summer for family reunions. She and her four
Day 1 The President announced yesterday that due to the mounting energy crisis, we would all have to start rationing electricity. I think the idea was that they would wean us off electricity, but something must have gone terribly wrong.
When Gaia was just a child, she and her siblings loved to dance around their father, chasing each other in wider and wider circles. She would throw stardust in her father’s face and giggle as he feigned anger, puffed up