Category Archives: Short Fiction

Little Devils

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Rabbit, Wild Rabbit, Red, Bunny, Animal

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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

Flower Power Revisited – Flashback Post

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Flower Power Revisited – Flashback Post

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Fandango’s Friday Flashback — June 7

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Fandango asked for a flashback post from us, so this is what I posted back then on this day.

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FLOWER POWER?

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FLOWER POWER?

 

Scene: Busy Classroom

Characters: Tommy, the student, and a solar powered flower

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The teacher gave the students an assignment. They are quietly working at their desks. Tommy is looking around the room, thinking of something to write his essay about, and tapping his pencil on the desk.

Tap – Tap – Tap

FLOWER: Pssst, Tommy!

TOMMY: (looking toward the window sill) …Huh?

FLOWER: Don’t look so startled. It’s just me, the Flower. (nodding his flowery head) Yeah, I can talk.

TOMMY: (looks around the room to see if anyone is watching him) …But…how can you talk? You’re just a toy flower.

FLOWER: I’m a magic flower. Don’t worry about it.

TOMMY: What do you want?

FLOWER: I want you to write about me. You can make up some stuff, but make sure you mention I can only talk to you.

TOMMY: (smiling) Okay, but they won’t believe me. (starts writing on his paper)

FLOWER: (humming a little tune…waiting)

TOMMY: I’m finished writing. Can you read, too?

FLOWER: Nope, you will have to read it to me.

TOMMY: (reading) … Once upon a time there was a fake flower that could talk.

FLOWER: Fake? Fake? I’m as real as you are. Scratch that out.

TOMMY: Fine…(scratches through the word fake, then writes more words)

FLOWER: Well…are you done with my story?

TOMMY:  (writes ‘the end’ on his paper) …Okay, listen to this, Mr. Flower. “Once upon a time there was a toy flower that could talk to me, but only in this classroom. He was a pretty flower, but sorta weird. I think we’ll be friends forever.”

FLOWER: (smiling) I like it, Tommy! I think we’ll be friends forever, too.

TEACHER: (Looking over at Tommy) … “Tommy, stop your daydreaming, and get busy writing your paper. It has to be finished by the time the bell rings.”

TOMMY: (sighing) … “Yes ma’am.” (starts writing about a talking flower)

THE END

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }i{

© 2017 BS

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

World Record – 3 Things Challenge

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World Record -3 Things Challenge

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Today’s prompt: hammer, braid, Canada

Today’s prompt: cow, trapeze, avocado

Today’s prompt: lipstick, piano, butterfly

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Thanks so much for hosting this fun challenge, Paula! 🙂

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World Record

It was time…time for the daredevil act of the century. If this stunt could be successfully accomplished, it would qualify as a historic page in the history books.

The contestant was back stage getting herself prepared. She scrubbed her face with an avocado paste, applied ‘Radiant Red’ lipstick, and braided her hair with ribbons. Being a Canadian citizen, she wore a white cape with a red Maple Leaf design stitched on. She felt ready to begin her flight into history.

The people from Guinness Record Books were there, too, to document this never before done trapeze act. It was a first to beat all firsts.

Gong Gong Gong

The hammer beat upon the gong to signal it was starting. The crowd was hushed in anticipation. Then, as the star of the day came into the arena, the loudspeakers introduced her to a rousing piano tune.

Mounting the specially made trapeze, she swung higher and higher, and even higher…and she let go! Soaring through the air as beautiful as a butterfly

the cow jumped over the moon!

photo found on Pixabay

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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

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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

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Today’s prompt: merchant, danger, lavender

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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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Ding-a-ling-a-ling

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

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Today’s prompt: divorce, umbrella, octopus

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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

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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

My Friend Flower – Three Things Challenge # 18/19

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My Friend Flower – Three Things Challenge # 18/19

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Today’s prompt: velvet, cloud, hippie

Today’s prompt: uranium, moss, dancer

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Her name was Flower. She always wore a garland of daisies atop her long, straight hair. I knew her in those hippie days of the 60s, and she was my friend.

I tell you this now, after many years have gone by…many years…

Pardon me a moment while I collect my thoughts.

We were only play acting, you know. Play acting at being hippies, because we thought it was cool. We both came from nice, upper middle class families. We were in high school, and had our steady boyfriends. But there was cloud of discord hanging over our generation. I see it now, though back then we had no idea really, what was going on in the world. We wore our velvets, and tie-dye tee-shirts, our Jesus sandals, and our rose tinted granny glasses, and danced to the latest records at parties. We crafted love beads and traded with our group of friends, and proclaimed peace not war. It was a time of innocence bordering on the rim of social injustice, and we felt a part of it.

Then, our boyfriends graduated and were called into this country’s armed services, headed for Viet Nam. Flower and I were among those who protested the war, but what really could we do? We still partied with our friends and sent care packages overseas to our boyfriends, and tried to make the best of things until we were reunited.

One spring day, Flower and I went down to the creek just to hang out. We talked of peace and war there by the moss covered rocks, while doves cooed in the branches of the weeping willow trees. Then, planning to go out that night to a little hole in the wall coffee shop, we painted our faces with glow in the dark paints. We giggled, thinking of how fun it would be to see everyone under the black lights there. We’d take part in the entertainment…she’d play her guitar, while I read a poem I’d written.

We did go that night, and it was a good night. That was one of the last good nights with Flower.

Just a moment, please…

Flower became very sick soon after that night. It was determined that the glow in the dark paint we’d used was tainted. We had no idea it was made with uranium in it. It was radioactive.

Why she got the radiation poisoning that killed her, and I didn’t remains a mystery. Maybe she’d used more of the paint than I had. I don’t know. Within six weeks she was gone. She never got to see her boyfriend come back home. She was as much a victim of the war as millions of others, I believe.

I’m glad she was my friend. I miss her.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

The Kangaroo Hops – Three Things Challenge # 15 # 16 # 17

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The Kangaroo Hops – Three Things Challenge # 15  # 16 # 17

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Today’s prompt: orange, mosquito, license

Today’s prompt: filter, keepsake, salad

Today’s prompt: kangaroo, light bulb, taco

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poquito = little

mojito = Cuban cocktail

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After getting my liquor license, I opened my own little hole-in-the wall pub I named The Kangaroo Hops. Besides artisan crafted beers, my specialty is a twist on the cocktail called Mojito. It is made with oranges instead of limes, and quite refreshing. I use filtered orange juice, lime wedges, and white Rum. The little mosquitoes  that fly around the streetlights at night, occasionally come in for a sip, too. They prefer it more than their usual blood meal from their human hosts.

My customers are very laid back, and don’t mind sharing their drinks, as they are busy chowing down on my signature salad, which is a vegetarian’s delight, It features keepsake tomatoes, grown from organic heirloom seeds.

Along with the veggie salad and cocktails, I also provide a few other munchies, because drinking on an empty stomach is not a good idea. Finger foods are the way to go, and if I do say so myself, the chef has outdone himself with his own version of the taco. He calls them poquito taquitos, which are rolled up corn tortillas stuffed with spicy meat, then deep fried. Everyone seems to like them.

If you’re looking for a unique place to just kick back and relax of an evening, drop on in when you see the flashing, neon light bulb over the door. We’re open 5 – 12 seven days a week. We welcome all.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Three Things Challenge # 13 & # 14

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Three Things Challenge # 13 & # 14

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Today’s prompt: toothpaste, spaceship, clover

Today’s prompt: finger, waffle, javelin

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The Clover leaf restaurant is a funky kind of place…my kind of place. I never know from one visit to the next what outrageous … well, what’s a good word to describe the things I see there, eclectic maybe? Everything is diverse and mingled in a great big mash up of tastes. The food they serve changes every day, the costumes the employees wear, the decorative touches all change.

I was in the mood for waffles, as it was mid-morning when I entered the restaurant. I was met at the reception desk by a guy holding a javelin. He didn’t say a word, but just banged his spear three times on the floor. Then he pointed the sharp end toward a table.

After sitting down, I picked up the menu booklet, and running my finger down the listed items, I finally found the breakfast food offerings of the day. There were little pictures of the food by the descriptions. For waffles, they were called Out of This World, and were in the shape of a spaceship, instead of being the normal looking square or round ones. Giggling to myself, I ordered them, and do you know what? The spaceship waffles were the best I’d ever tasted. They were truly out of this world good.

When I was presented with my ticket to pay, it came with a small tube of complimentary toothpaste and a Smurf toy. I think this is a hint of what the restaurant will be featuring tomorrow.

I’ll be back!

Smurf, Toothbrush, Toothpaste

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS