She’s Coming

Every week, Priceless Joy over at Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers provides a photo prompt for participants to write a 100-150 word piece based on the photo. My submission for this week’s prompt comes in a little over at 169 words.

Thanks to Yinglan for this week’s prompt!


It was his daily mantra. His optimistic hope never wavering.

This is the day. I can feel it.
This is day we will leave. This is the day we will go Home.
It’s been three years since our new Human started taking care of us. I know she loves us as do her younglings, our joy, but our loyalty belongs to our first Human. Today is the day she will return for us.
I can smell it in the air. Today we will finally be reunited. She will come.

Cynthia paused, caught in emotion. She wondered what Bailey was thinking peering from behind the fence. She couldn’t help but think his expectant and hopeful look was not for her but for Desiree. Exactly three years today, that fire had changed everything.
Despite her sorrow, Cynthia had poured so much love into these dogs.

After all, they were her last connection to her dead sister.

Six Word Stories: Anticipation

This is my entry for Sometimes Stellar Storyteller’s Six Word Story Challenge. The prompt was “Anticipation.”


She reread his last text everyday.

Six Word Stories: Betrayal

Ben at A Hopelessly Wandering Mind has offered a new prompt for this week’s Six Word Story. The prompt is betrayal.

My submission is:

One sultry smile changed his heart. 

Thanks to clipartqueen for this image.

Six Words Stories: Murder

Benedict Nicholson over at A Hopelessly Wandering Mind offers a weekly one word prompt for a six word flash fiction piece.

This week’s word is: Murder.

My submission is: Wiping the knife, just like before.

Flash Fiction Friday

Every week Priceless Joy offers a flash fiction photo prompt at Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers where we are asked to write a story in 100-150 words. My story clocks in at exactly 150 words today.

Thank you to Louise at the Storyteller's Abode for this week's prompt!
Thank you to Louise at the Storyteller’s Abode for this week’s prompt!

She had been ecstatic, waiting for this day for seven months, but now as the train pulled away, she felt.

Could it possibly be that she had grown to love the miserable wretches her sister had birthed? She had never liked children, hence her happy solitude and spinster status. They were so loud, so obnoxious, grimy, and selfish, especially ones as young as her nephews who needed constant care.

Of course she agreed to care for them. Obnoxious or not, they were still her blood, and she was far enough from the warzone to keep them safe.

Despite all the daily screaming at the children and yearning for this day to come, the goodbyes made her heart heavy. Disgruntled at the appearance of tears, she turned away.

It was an awful feeling; this love she now realized. It was as if part of her was chugging away with that train…

You can view other submissions for this prompt here.

Six Word Stories

So this is a unique form of flash fiction. Benedict Nicholson over at A Hopelessly Wandering Mind offers a weekly one word prompt for which we are to write a six word story embracing the word.

This week’s word is LOSS.

My submission is:

Tears don’t return what is gone.

Flash Fiction Friday

I really enjoyed in participating in Priceless Joy’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers last week, so I thought I’d give it a shot again this week!

The photo prompt for the week is:

Thanks to Sonya from the blog, Only 100 Words for this picture.
Thanks to Sonya from the blog, Only 100 Words for this picture.

Royal Blue

That breathtaking blue is just like the shade I wore to my sister’s coronation those many years ago.

“I want my coronation dress to be that exact color!” I had commanded to my maiden. Poor woman. She was ever so patient with me and quite gracious.

All I had been worried about at the time was which of the gentry I’d be dancing with that night. None of them were aware of the secret wedding engagement that had been made a few months prior. All those bumbling buffoons crawled over each other obtain a dance with me, the beautiful youthful princess. Oh how much fun I had flirting and dancing the night away, loving their futile attentions. As the kingdom’s responsibility fell to my elder sister, such nights were my life…

You!” Gretchen’s voice snaps me from my reverie. “Don’t make us regret saving yer life!”

She is right. I’m lucky to be alive since the coup. With a sigh, I return to dumping the slop into the pig’s trough.

I clocked in at 170 words for this week’s prompt. Thanks so much for stopping by and reading my work. To see others’ pieces, click here. Feel free to add your own story to the list. It’s so much fun to let the creative juices flow! 🙂