Category Archives: Flash Fiction

Guess What I Am – NaNoPoblano – Day # 2 – Changes

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Guess What I Am – NaNoPoblano – Day # 2 – Changes

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What is NanoPoblano?

It is a fun month long challenge, hosted by Ra Avis of “Rarasaur”.

Here is the link that tells all about it.

https://cheerpeppers.wordpress.com/about/

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Day # 2 of the NaNoPoblano challenge, and I have a guessing game for you.

Make your best guess, then scroll way down to see what it was.  🙂

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Ouch!

What is happening to me?

I was minding my own business, safe and snug in my own skin, and then …

Is it supposed to hurt so much?

My kinsmen told me that this would happen one day, but never mentioned the pain.

Shhh – did you hear that? That ripping sound? Oh, what is the reason for this strange tear on my back?

I can’t see what is happening to me, but I can feel it. I feel like screaming, and I will …

Now, I’m stuck; I can’t move; oh someone help me.

Wait a minute. Now my skin has gone brittle, brittle …

Ummph

I managed to wriggle a leg out of my encasement, now another and another.

Whew, let me rest a few minutes. I feel so tired, and a bit damp.

The sun feels good on my new wings. What? I have new wings? They are kind of pretty.

I will wave my wings around and sing. I feel like singing loud.

The pain is gone and I feel renewed.

So that’s what my kinsmen meant when they called it metamorphosis!

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“Metamorphosis Timelapse of a Cicada”

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

dVerse Prosery # 2 – The Moon

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dVerse Prosery # 2 – The Moon

Prosery #2

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This is for dVerse Poets. To find out more, click the above link.

The instructions are from Sarah, and the poem the line is taken from is called, “Full Moon”, by Alice Oswald.

The Prosery prompt starts with a line taken from a poem, and asks you to write a piece of flash fiction incorporating that line, in full, somewhere in the piece of prose. To make it a little more challenging there’s a word limit of 144 words.

I dreamt I was the moon

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They say the moon is made of cheese, but I don’t believe it any more.

Back when I was a kid, my dad built his own telescope. I loved watching him grind the lenses, taking a large white plumbing pipe, and putting it all together. He checked out books from the library to find out how to do it.

When it was finished, we took it outside on dark nights to gaze up at the stars, the planets, and the moon. The moon’s craters were beautifully shadowed against the bright reflective moon light.

My imagination went wild, thinking of other worlds in the universe. If I could just reach out there … touch them.

Visions filled me with wonder as I fell asleep.

I dreamt I was the moon.

And the truth was revealed. The moon was not made of cheese. I know that now.

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word count 144

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Little Devils

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Rabbit, Wild Rabbit, Red, Bunny, Animal

image from pixabay

Little Devils

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Here’s a short story I wrote way back in 2013, which pretty much no one saw.

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LITTLE DEVILS

They skittered away from me. They always do, the little devils. They are fast. I sometimes catch one, but it’s not easy.

Laughing at my attempts, they form little armies, who taunt me. I curse at them. I get angry, and stomp my feet, then find another weapon in my arsenal, hoping to one day find one that will annihilate them for good.

I’ve learned that they are tricksters. They have many hiding places, and love to skitter out at me…a surprise attack, only to disappear again. To look at them, you’d think they are innocent of any evil intent towards me. I know better, now. I’ve come to believe they have some kind of rudimentary intelligence that aids them in their mission…to drive me crazy.

The ones I’ve captured are disposed of immediately, but it hardly matters. Multiplication of their species is rapid, and they don’t mourn the loss of their comrades.

Where do they come from? How do they get in here? I don’t invite them in; I’d never do that. They are sneaky. If ever you look into the dark recesses of this place, you may catch sight of a few, caught congregating…formulating their plans. I shake my head, knowing they’ll be gone, if I run to get my chosen weapon.

They’ve been around for centuries…their kind. I’m sure of it. They are a primitive sort, yet hardy…impossible to completely wipe off the face of the Earth. I’ve dissected a few, those I’ve been lucky enough to catch. They made no sound, as I pulled and prodded them apart…even as they crumbled into nothingness. I was surprised. Their bodies seemed to disintegrate…a bit of hair, a bit of fluff…as I made sure they returned to the dirty little hell they came from. I shudder at the remembrance of it. I don’t pull them apart for curiosity’s sake, anymore.

I chased one the other day, though. It was skittering across the floor…a tiny one this time. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of movement. I was lucky, as I had my weapon already in my hand. I smashed the bloodless bugger flat. The only witnesses were the others of it’s kind…already trapped, and on their way to their doom.

Suddenly, I sensed a slight movement, behind me. Whirling around, I dangled my latest victim in front of them. “Hah! Look at your future, you devils,” I sneered. Flinging the deceased into their midst, I scooped up the whole lot of them, before they could react. Their execution was at hand.

As today’s invaders were being disposed of, I heard their final, collective thought…”We’ll be back…”

I sighed, shaking my head, and thought…“Waging war on those little devil dust bunnies is a never ending job.”

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Hope you enjoyed this bit of short fiction! Peace }I{

© 2013 BS

3 Things Challenge – Noodles High

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3 Things Challenge – Noodles High

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/05/26/three-things-challenge-pl102/

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These are the prompt words for today. Thanks so much for hosting this fun challenge, Paula! 🙂

Today’s prompt: bank, noodles, miracle

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Noodles High School was named after the song, “Yankee Doodle”, which was an embarrassment in itself, but we learned to live with it. Yes, many jokes were made, most often by our own student body. It didn’t help that our school color was that fake orange that looked like mac ‘n cheese from a box.

Our cafeteria was notorious for serving Ramen noodles every day, as one of the lunch choices. I must admit, I liked them. It was a miracle everyone didn’t revolt, but we took it in stride.

I was the Senior Class Treasurer, Why I got elected, I don’t know, as I wasn’t good at keeping track of money, but hey…running the school bank gave me a little recognition, and got my picture in the yearbook.

All in all, I had a fun time during my years as a student at Noodles High…good ‘ol NHS.

Noodles High Noodles High

Long may we wave our banners

Noodles High Noodles High

We’re polite and mind our manners

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fun fact: my sister went to a school they called Noodle High (the actual name was New Deal High)

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

 

Three Things Challenge # 36 – 41

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Three Things Challenge # 36 – 41

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Trying to catch up with the past few prompts from Paula’s Three Things Challenge. I just kept adding to the story…:)

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https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/21/three-things-challenge-pl36/

Today’s prompt: insomnia, meringue, basement

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/22/three-things-challenge-pl37/

Today’s prompt: zoo, aluminum, cocoa

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/23/three-things-challenge-pl38/

Today’s prompt: carpenter, mile, Jupiter

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/24/three-things-challenge-pl39/

Today’s prompt: limits, donation, eagle

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/25/three-things-challenge-pl40/

Today’s prompt: well, ballroom, cactus

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/26/three-things-challenge-pl41/

Today’s prompt: tears, grass, hologram

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So, after coming home from the zoo yesterday, I had a bout of insomnia. With nothing better to do, I went into my basement kitchen to make a pie. I love pie…chocolate being my favorite kind.

I got out my aluminum pan to make the pudding mixture in, and used plenty of cocoa to make it extra rich. When that was done, I cracked some eggs to use the whites for a fluffy meringue topping.

It didn’t take long at all, so when it was all finished I had to have a big slice of my fresh chocolate pie. Yum!

Now satisfied from eating up to my limits in pie, I was feeling sleepy, so went on up to bed. I dreamed of floating on a cloud of sweet meringue. But, as usual, my sweet dreams morphed into a more terrifying scene.

I floated on my meringue cloud all the way up to the planet Jupiter. It was a pleasant ride, sailing through the milky way, and only dodging a few meteors along the sky highway. But, I kept hearing a banging noise. When I looked down, I could see a bevy of carpenters hammering away, as they built a wooden ladder. It was already so many miles long it was about to reach me. I didn’t like the looks of this turn of events at all. What was I supposed to do?

Well, I was startled awake by a sharp pain in my foot, at this point in my nightmare. What the heck?

I turned on the light to examine my foot, and saw spikes embedded in my ankle, and my ornamental cactus at the foot of the bed. I must have thrashed around and kicked it off the window sill. I couldn’t hold back a few tears. I had to use tweezers and my eagle eyes to remove the painful thorns.

Later that day I went into my ball room …that is my walk in closet. That’s where I go to meditate, and consult my crystal ball. Don’t laugh…

I asked what was the meaning of my strange dream, and a vision emerged from the cloudy interior of the crystal globe. I saw a lovely green meadow of grass, and a hologram of my long deceased father. He was a master carpenter when he was alive, and now in this vision, I could see he was building the ladder to reach me. I felt there was something important he wanted me to know.

The words came to me from out of the ether…

“Don’t eat chocolate pie right before you go to bed. It will give you nightmares!”

I laughed, and vowed if I baked another pie, I’d make it for a donation to the local free food kitchen.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Green Gunk – Three Things Challenge # 33/34/35

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Green Gunk – Three Things Challenge # 33/34/35

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/18/three-things-challenge-pl33/

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/19/three-things-challenge-pl34/

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/20/three-things-challenge-pl35/

Today’s prompt: earthquake, vanilla, pillbox

Today’s prompt: guitar, forest, caviar 

Today’s prompt: stockings, radio, algae

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I felt the earthquake seconds before hearing the emergency announcement on the radio. I’d been through earthquakes before, so wasn’t overly concerned. However, the shaking and undulating kept on for quite awhile this time.

I was still in my stocking feet, but I knew my earthquake survival tips. First, though, I grabbed my pillbox. If things got too bad, I’d need my medications.

The rumbling continued. Living as I did near the redwood forest, I hoped none of the ancient trees would topple over. I was surprised to hear the radio still playing guitar tunes in between warnings and updates.

Things in my house started falling now, including my spice rack that had been hanging on the wall in the kitchen. A bottle of vanilla broke open. It smelled really nice, and I’d have enjoyed it more if I could be sure my house would still be standing when this was over. My expensive jar of caviar was next to bite the dust, as it were. That smell wasn’t as nice, but it did make me hungry. I adore caviar on toast points, and vowed to get another jar soon.

And now it is over. I stood up, checking for more damage. Outside others were coming out of their houses, too. We weren’t prepared for what we saw. A giant crack in the earth was right in front of our houses…the street was one long fissure. It had swallowed up the cars, the sidewalks, and everything else in it’s path. There was some kind of green gunk too, that was creeping up the sides. It looked like algae to me, and I didn’t want to get near it, so I went back inside to start cleaning up.

The radio was still playing, but I froze when I heard the next warning. They were saying the green algae was all over town…suspected to be highly radioactive. We were to stay indoors, sealing up any doors and windows so it wouldn’t contaminate us.

Well crap…where did I put the duct tape?

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Three Things Challenge # 29/30

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Three Things Challenge # 29/30

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/14/three-things-challenge-pl29/

Today’s prompt: merchant, danger, lavender

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/15/three-things-challenge-pl30/

Today’s prompt: rocks, oregano, carburetor

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It was 1971. My friends and I were rolling down the road, singing along to the songs on the radio. We had no forewarning…

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The little golden bell tinkled as we entered the shop. We’d never seen this place before, but there it was, exactly when we needed it, appearing out of no where.

You see, our van had broken down, now forlorn on the side of the road as we’d traveled the highways and byways. Adventure was our motto, but how could we continue now? We needed a mechanic.

This place didn’t look like a garage, but maybe we could call someone. There was the scent of burning incense and oregano, or maybe something a little more enticing, wafting in the small room. The merchant, came out of a back area. There was something strange about him, though, as he never spoke a word to us at first. He picked up two, lavender painted rocks from the counter, which he struck together three times.

“Your carburetor is fixed,” he said.

Well, we thanked him and left money for his help, as we stepped back outside to our van. It started right up, and we took off back down the road.

Now, you may think this was just a hallucination on our part, but it happened. Talking about it later on, we all said we’d felt an aura of danger about the man we encountered. We were all glad to be on our way.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Three Things Challenge # 27/28

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Three Things Challenge # 27/28

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/12/the-three-things-challenge-pl27/

Today’s prompt: divorce, umbrella, octopus

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/13/the-three-things-challenge-pl28/

Today’s prompt: nose, Alabama, sailboat

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Divorcing myself from living on land, I bought a sailboat. My goal was to just follow my nose, have fun, and  sail to all kinds of interesting places. I started sailing off the Gulf Coast of Alabama on a sultry summer day. The waters were calm, and there was a breeze just right.

When I anchored here and there in my travels, I’d sit on deck under my umbrella. It was relaxing to just take my time to read, write, or sip some refreshing drink. When I got tired, I’d go on scuba diving tours. I hoped to someday see an octopus in among all the beautiful tropical fishes of the deep waters.

It’s a good life, and I’ve never regretted exchanging land for the open seas.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

 

Legend IRL – Three Things Challenge # 22/23/24/25

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Three Things Challenge # 22/23/24/25

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/07/three-things-challenge-pl22/

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/08/three-things-challenge-pl23/

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/09/three-things-challenge-pl24/

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/10/three-things-challenge-pl25/

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Today’s prompt: report, nanny, zombies

Today’s prompt: charisma, guacamole, rose

Today’s prompt: chess, aliens, greenhouse

Today’s prompt: sandwich, cloud, legend

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Wow…I’m really behind in doing these challenge prompts! So, today I’ve mashed the past four together using all the words. Maybe tomorrow I can get on track of doing one per day? 🙂

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Legend IRL

Today’s weather report is calling for clouds with a chance of sandwiches. haha Not really, but when our nanny babysits for my little zombie and alien hybrid babies, she likes to tell them fantastical stories. She has a lot of charisma for a nanny.

Besides telling the kids fun stories, she’s a whiz at playing chess. She usually wins when we play. That’s why I brought her a bouquet of red roses. I grow them in my greenhouse, you know. When the children are taking a nap, we set up the chess board, get out some chips and guacamole to snack on, and play the game for an hour or so.

I’ll tell ya, our nanny is a legend in real life. I’m glad we hired her for the job. It wasn’t easy finding a nanny who saw no problem with a mixed race family.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Standing Tall – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – cele

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Standing Tall – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – cele

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 2/19

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For today’s SOCS, Linda has given us the challenge of using ‘cele’ as a prompt. Thanks, Linda!

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “cele-.” Find a word that starts with or contains “cele” and use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

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celebrate

celebrity

bracelet

canceled

celestial

voiceless

celery

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As my diamond bracelet caught the noontime sun’s rays, flashing prisms of beauty, I reflected on my rise to stardom. It was a rags to riches story, my life. From my poor beginnings I now was a celebrity, with people clamouring for my attention everywhere I went. It was a hollow victory, though. People paying lip service just to be near me. I sometimes regretted it, even as I enjoyed the luxuries I was now able to take advantage of.

As I gazed at the bright sparkles, I reached a meditative state with my mind a blank, open to any thoughts that came to me. It was a weird feeling.

When I heard a voicelesscelestial humming, I knew. I knew it was time to renounce all my riches, and become a more grounded person. I canceled all my appearances and decided to hold an auction to rid myself of all my worldly goods. The money taken in would be gifted to charities.  I knew my fans and business associates would be disappointed, but I had made up my mind.

My heart was telling me to go back to my roots…go back to a simpler time. My family had been sharecroppers for generations, and I wanted to get myself back to the land. I wanted to feel Mother Earth under my bare feet, my fingers digging into the fertile soil, experiencing the hot sun and the welcoming rains again.

My dream came true. I found a few acres of virgin land to begin my own truck farm. I grew many crops of vegetables, including my favorite. Celery represented the money I gave up. Celery was tall and proud, standing up for itself in it’s own way. I gave all my celery crops away to homeless shelters and food kitchens so hopefully those who ate this noble vegetable would soon realize they too can stand tall and proud, and that they have untold riches already, and should celebrate that fact even now.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS