I’ve been having a lot of fun the last few weeks with the various meme prompts that I find, and this week was not any different, the Wicked Wednesday prompt made me think a little bit, and then I realized that I had already written the longer form version of this, but it might be… Continue reading All About Perspective
Tag: Fiction
Christmas in New York
Occasionally I like to write things for friends, or casual acquaintances if everyone involved knows what is happening. I had someone approach me, and this become a fun story the husband and I talked through, that he wanted to give his wife after he had read some of my other stuff, and knowing my view… Continue reading Christmas in New York
The Time Cube
Another Wicked Wednesday came around, the prompt below made me really think, and maybe I went pretty literally this time. This also gave me some new, fun, cool thoughts that I will use in some other writings. Have a great week. Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind… Write a story about time…… Continue reading The Time Cube
The Eyes are the Portal to the Soul
I leaned back into the couch and looked up at the painting, I also saw it in the mirror. Her red hair, backlit with the red light, is so beautiful. I felt so hot and lustful. The man between my legs, kissed and licked my thighs and made me feel so hot. I closed my… Continue reading The Eyes are the Portal to the Soul
Poker Face – Wicked Wednesday
I decided to play along after seeing the Wicked Wednesday on another bloggers page. Thank you Kat Kinx (https://katkinx.blog/2018/12/11/secret-door-wicked-wednesday/) As Rebel explains: So, the prompt… Use a title of a song as your prompt and title of your piece. It’s as easy as that. You can use any song you want… and your piece can… Continue reading Poker Face – Wicked Wednesday
A Bet Lost – Part 10
“Fuck bitch,” Leigh said after she had caught her breath. “I’m guessing you came, or got run over by a truck.” Everyone in the room laughed, Suzy lay herself against Heather’s back, she worked on catching her breath, her body twitched and she bucked forward from time to time. Her hips, still astride Marshal, he… Continue reading A Bet Lost – Part 10