Midnight Eyes His midnight eyes, impenetrable, like a moonless night, gaze at the ravenous lick of flames. As my thoughts linger in prescription limbo, fire chars memories of our first kiss, a blissful, sunlit moment disguising a dark secret until now. Sitting across from him, in the smoky, thickening air, I said goodbye to his… Continue reading
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The Next Big Thing – Hint – It Has Nothing to Do with Porn!
The Next Big Thing Blog Hop I’m thrilled to be participating in a blog hop called, “The Next Big Thing.” I was tagged by humor writer June O’Hara @ The Neurosis Files and asked to answer ten questions about my most recent writing project. Here are my responses: Ms. Salkin — Please call me Lauren. Lauren, where… Continue reading
Five Sentence Fiction – Devotion
Deadly Devotion She gripped the handle on the suitcase as if it were a hand that saved her from falling off a cliff and then slammed the car door. When she whirled around, a heavy thud of footsteps gave way to a strapping silhouette slinking toward her in the night. “I can’t let you go,”… Continue reading
One Shoe Left Behind
He was gone, one shoe left behind collecting dust in the closet. A slap of heel against the threshold and the door slam behind, sounds she remembered as he slipped into the dense dark of night, the emptiness lingering in the hollows of her eyes. He looked back as she steadied the scope on the… Continue reading
I Brake for Frogs
In the infinite darkness of suburbia, an asphalt-hopping frog defies death to cross the road. I see it in a flash of headlight that hits it midway before it reaches the other side. I brake to prevent from flattening it, guided by a lingering empathy from the 80s. I regret killing its countless cartoon compadres… Continue reading
Parlez-vous French Toast?
Oui! Oui! Now, put zee caramelized apples on top of zee French toast and voilà! Ve have a breakfast treat that will send you waddling out the door or collapsing to the floor. Zee recommended French toast prep: First, add a slab of butter and copious amounts of syrup. Note: the butter should float… Continue reading
The Turning Point at the Giant Fork in the Road
Day 28 Prompt: “The Turning Point.” Two more days left of 30 Days of Writing, hosted by Nicky and Mike at We Work for Cheese. Please stop by the We Work for Cheese Emporium to link up or read other inmate posts. The Giant Fork in the Road “Ah, the turning point,” said Gladys GPS,… Continue reading
Roast or Toast Another Blogger, Figuratively Speaking
On day 24, I’m forgoing the funny for a drizzle of sap. I’d like to thank Nicky and Mike @ We Work for Cheese for hosting the 30-day blogging challenge. I jumped in on day 17 and this morning, on day 24, I had a blogging epiphany. Blogging is nothing like writing and all about… Continue reading
Going Solo on a Writing Riff
Improvised post for 30 Days of Writing – #20 – Going Solo. Jumping in with both hands in an attempt to freestyle keyboard. This is your last chance to bail before I end up at the bottom of the page. And by the way, I’m going solo to the opera ward of the psychiatric… Continue reading
The Case of the Missing Font Family. Hint. The Delete Key Did It!
Hey, you blanking page. What happened to the Font family? They vanished somewhere between the margins, their characters decimated by Jihadist spelling terrorists. Alas, I fear the fragment may be dead, but I can’t find the body of words. I need an English detective to solve the case – Sherlock Holmes. Prep your pipe and… Continue reading