Friday, February 27, 2015

Friday Fictioneers - Remnant Hunters

Wow. I think that kid has the same hiking boots I do. Hope she got repairs done before she got the blisters mine gave me.

Anyway, today's Friday, which means you get treated to a little flash fiction in honor of Friday Fictioneers! Thanks, as always, go out to Rochell Wisoff-Fields for hosting.

PHOTO PROMPT -© Dawn Q. Landau
Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100

Remnant Hunters

            “You know we’ve been hiking too long when the dog starts shuffling his feet,” Gracie grumbled.

            Sam shrugged.  “It’s not much further. You want to find fossils, right?”
            “I guess.” Gracie scowled and tried to ignore the pebble in her boot. “This spot’d better be worth it.”
            Her friend glanced over her shoulder, and grinned. “Oh, yeah. You’ll see.”
            On they trudged along the railroad track, until Sam ducked onto a side path and called back. “C’mon!”
            Gracie followed her dog along the trail, down a rocky hill and to a clearing littered with stones. She pumped her fist. “Jackpot!”

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

You know what would make winter better?

If it gave me superpowers.

I mean, look at the ridiculous amount of static just brushing my hair generates.

I already zap everything I touch, including the poor cats, so where would the harm be in being able to control it? Y'know, mastery of electricity would be a lot of fun.

And I wouldn't hurt anyone (much)!

It might even inspire me to brave the cold and hit the town a little more often.

Sigh. A girl can dream, can't she?

Monday, February 23, 2015

Unconsious Mutterings - Didn't go as planned.

Today did not go as planned.

At all.


Ah well. Guess that'll just make today's Unconscious Mutterings all the more interesting. Thanks to Luna Niña for hosting.

  1. Fatty :: Acids (Omega-3, Omega-3, Omega-3, rah rah rah!)
  2. Injection :: Mold
  3. Fearless :: ...wasn't that a movie?
  4. Overflow :: Dam.
  5. Contract :: Demon (too much anime? Me? Nooooo...)
  6. Steal :: The heart
  7. Heartless :: Not my fault. Someone stole it.
  8. Flap :: the wings
  9. Baseline :: beat of a song
  10. Merger :: Mr. Business

Friday, February 20, 2015

Friday Fictioneers - Question of Descent

I'm actually doing Friday Fictioneers this week! Neat. Many thanks, as always, go out to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting.

Since I was about 12 years old, I've been fascinated with metaphysics and the spiritual paths that parallel them. One of the spiritual tools I used regularly when I was more active in exploring those pathways was visualization.

The cave represents the darker side of the feminine, in many belief systems. A number of years ago, I came across a meditation that involved going deep into my personal caves to confront and deal with the darkness within myself.

As soon as I saw the below picture, that's what I thought of, but I decided to put a different sort of spin on the idea.

PHOTO PROMPT – © Copyright Marie Gail Stratford
Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100

Question of Descent

            Stone steps slithered along the steady downward slope before her. Heavily diluted daylight reflected off their wet surface, like the kitchen light off of last night’s grease slicked chicken. Turning on her headlamp, she descended.
            Grandma told her to come to these caves to find answers for her questions. Annetta didn’t understand how it would help, but out of respect, she went.
            Upon finally reaching the floor, something glinted to her left.
            When she turned her head, she discovered a crystal formation glistening in the weak light. Staring at the gleaming structure, she again wondered what she was doing there.

Monday, February 16, 2015

Monday Unconscious Mutterings - Ouch

Wow. I only updated here once last week? Bad, bad. I almost passed on updating today, since that migraine from this morning seems to be returning.


Ah well. It is what it is, and today I'll be doing my usual word association. Unconscious Mutterings is faithfully hosted by Luna Niña.

  1. Tripple :: Dejavu!
  2. Ownership :: Car
  3. Promising :: Carreer
  4. Bonding :: Teeth
  5. Flurry :: Ice cream
  6. Weather:: Snowwwwww
  7. Conclusion :: Every thing is awesome! Everything is cool when you're part of a team! (...I don't get the connection, either.)
  8. Scolding :: My oversensitive nerves (seriously, my keyboard isn't loud enough to cause this much discomfort. Staaahp.)
  9. Nipple :: Bottle
  10. Freezing :: Ice cutters
Well, now. That was fun. I think I'll go hide in the dark for a while, now.

Monday, February 9, 2015

Unconscious Mutterings - Fictional Musings

Funny how everyone loves the jerk in fiction, but not so much in real life. Then again, I can kind of understand that, since less than pleasant characters are just so much fun to write.

Ah well, gotta love quirks in human behavior, huh?

Well, it's Monday again, and I'm running behind. So, here's this week's Unconscious Mutterings, hosted by Luna Niña.

  1. Tripple :: Tribble (this is what happens when this dyslexic Trekky sees this word)
  2. Rationing :: Food
  3. Wrong :: Turn
  4. Mother :: Didn't mean to make you cry, but if I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters.
  5. Lotion :: On its skin or else it gets the hose again. (And now I have the strangest image of some sort of Silence of the Lambs/Wayne's World crossover in my head.)
  6. Hesitate :: Don't
  7. Home :: on the range
  8. Stumble :: fall
  9. Procedure :: hospital
  10. Faithless :: dog

Friday, February 6, 2015

Friday Fictioneers - Longing for Lunch

This has been quite a text heavy week. One story's been polished and submitted to a place, I've been sending applications out and I've been invited to take part in a downright awesome campaign on one of my other blogs, called Across Women's Lives. You can read more about it here.

Much as I love reading and writing, my poor brain's ready for a break. Once I get this entry up, I'll be stepping away from the computer for a while.

Anyway, today is Friday! That means it's time for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the wonderful Rochell Wisoff-Fields.

I have to admit, this prompt made me want to nap in a nice, quiet place in the sun.

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Melanie Greenwood
Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100

Longing for Lunch
            He lounged in a patch of sunlight peeking between the tall hedges. The sky was a brilliant summer blue, and an easygoing breeze set tiny leaves aflutter.
            Sighing, she nudged her lounging friend with the toe of her boot. “C’mon, Danny. My girlfriend’s waiting for us. We can’t get to the restaurant with you lying there.”
            He grinned, plucked a long blade of grass from the base of the wall, and tucked it into the corner of his mouth. “Relax, Katie. They won’t leave without us.”
            The nudge became a kick to his thigh. “Yeah, that’s ‘cause YOU’RE the driver.”

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Belated Teaser Tuesday - The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks

Yesterday ended up being quite a bit busier than I thought it would be, so my contribution to Teaser Tuesday, hosted by Should Be Reading, is a day late.

Before I get to that, though, I'd like to point you to the #womenslives campaign I'm currently taking part in over at Alternative Wiring. If you're interested in women's rights, stories and associated issues, please take a moment to check it out.

Anyway, I've started reading an amazing book about one of the most influential, and least well known, ladies of science. She had her cancer cells taken from her without her permission, and they've survived in labs across the country today. These cells have helped scientists develop the polio vaccine, explore cancer treatment methods and a huge assortment of other advances.

They're called HeLa cells, but more importantly, her name is Henrietta Lacks, and she was a Black woman living during Jim Crowe era. She struggled with racism and poverty during her tragically short life, but still let kindness rule her throughout.

The book, The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, is all about her.

"He told Henrietta her cells would help save the lives of countless people, and she smiled. She told him she was glad her pain would come to some good for someone." - The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, by Rebecca Skloot


(Print Book)
I highly suggest picking this book up. Rebecca's a fantastic author, and the story is extremely engaging. It offers a vivid picture of social as well as medical history, racism in America and the spirit that keeps people going in the face of adversity.

(Those two images are affiliate links. If you end up purchasing anything from them, I'll get a small commission, which would be a huge help in running this blog.)

Monday, February 2, 2015

Unconscious Mutterings - Snow's Avoiding Us

Monday, Monday. Hello, there!

To all of those who got snow, I hope you're shoveling out alright. It barely missed us.


Ordinarily, I'm not a fan of snow, but since my husband plows in the winter, I really wish we'd get hit a little more often. This has been a very unimpressive winter, so far.

Ah well. We'll get by somehow.

Anyway, here we have Unconscious Mutterings, courtesy, as always, of Luna Niña.

  1. Greatness :: Great responsibility (Curse you, Spiderman!)
  2. Struggling :: Temporary
  3. Noise :: Make it stop!
  4. Doorway :: door frame
  5. Soap :: water
  6. Cancer :: needs to go away for good
  7. Sipping :: Sticks
  8. Stacks :: fire
  9. Perfect :: Disaster
  10. Test :: evil