Writerly Wednesday – A Voice in the Wilderness


Okay, as promised, my Writerly Wednesday post. I wasn’t sure what I was going to write about when I saw my prompt for the week. Then I started looking up explorers and read about Percy Fawcett.  My flash fiction is based on this, though since he and his team disappeared, who knows exactly what happened.


I pushed away another frond jutting out over the overgrown trail. The protests of my team were barely audible; drowned out by jungle sounds.


The roar brought me to a halt. I wiped the sweat from my brow as I turned to stare down my colleague.


I gave a half smile. “It’s enough when we find the lost city.” I turned with my fists clenched at my side. “Or when I give up,” I muttered. I whacked at a large vine with my machete; my mood improved with each swing.


A beautiful parrot stared at me and I laughed. “Well, you didn’t learn that on your own.”


I looked back at the green wall behind me and shook my head as I turned back toward my new companion. “Lead the way, parrot!”

“Danger!” The parrot cried as it flew ahead and I followed. They’ll be sorry.

Flash fiction prompt provided by http://www.writerlycorner.com/writerly-prompts/writerly-wednesday-1052016.

Writerly Wednesday – A Thousand Words


We walked through the underground tunnels. The walls were adorned with paintings from various university groups and resident houses. I stopped and studied one particular piece carefully.

At first sight it looked like a jumbled mess of colourful paint but on closer inspection intricate details sprung forward from the design. I stepped closer and read the small messages scratched in ink on top of the painting. Some of the messages seemed typical of twenty-something year olds, but most were sweet and loving.

“Are you coming?” My husband’s voice echoed down the tunnel.

I traced my finger over the word ‘love’. “Be right there.” My eyes continued their inspection. Marked just above the painting was the name of the house. I smiled; it was our son’s house. A tear rolled down my cheek as I looked back from where we’d come.  Our son would be just fine and so would we.

Flash fiction prompt provided by http://www.writerlycorner.com/writerly-prompts/writerly-wednesday-9282016.

Writerly Wednesday – Time for a Change


I looked around the large and empty office. The hum of the lights had replaced the once busy drone of voices. Alone, I sighed and sat back down at my work station.

Every year the exodus of employees began as the summer wound down. In a matter of a couple of weeks only a few of us remained to work throughout the fall and winter months. I was lonely and I hated every second.

I stared at the time on my computer screen. With only an hour to go, I squeezed my eyes shut against the threat of tears. I took a deep breath. “You can do this,” I whispered to the emptiness around me.

Back home, I said goodnight to my family before heading into my office. The screen lit up the dark as I sent out yet another resume. After fifteen years, it was time for a change.

Flash fiction prompt provided by http://www.writerlycorner.com/writerly-prompts/writerly-wednesday-9212016.

Writerly Wednesday – A Well Deserved Trip


Olivia looked up at the villa; the weight of her suitcases momentarily forgotten. “It’s perfect!” she whispered as her eyes took in the details of her new surroundings. She was overwhelmed by everything.

“May I take your bags, senorita?”

Olivia Jumped. “I’m sorry?” she said, turning to face the young man beside her. She hadn’t been called miss in years.

“Your bags?” He pointed to her hands.

“Yes, sorry!” She held out her suitcases and caught a glimpse of her wedding ring. Her throat tightened. You can do this, she told herself.

Olivia had never been anywhere. When an old friend asked her to come to Mexico, her husband insisted she’d go. She deserved the break.

Olivia took a deep breath and pushed the thought of her family to the back of her mind. These next two weeks were for her and she was finally going to have her adventure.

Flash fiction prompt provided byhttp://www.writerlycorner.com/writerly-prompts/writerly-wednesday-9142016.

Writerly Wednesday – Carried on the Wind


To some it is just a bubble, a temporary sphere that shimmers with the colours of the rainbow as it drifts on the wind. But I know better – it’s magic.

I reach out my hand as the large bubble floats down. It lands softly and bounces in my palm before finally settling. I hold it up to my face and stare at the distorted world through the orb as it sways lightly in the afternoon breeze.  A multitude of soapy colours swirl and undulate inside.

I hold my breath as a sudden breeze pushes the bubble from my hand and once again the sphere floats through the air, free for a moment from the bonds of gravity. The bubble rises higher and pops.

I create another shiny orb and close my eyes as the stresses of the day are carried away inside the bubbles and release in the air – magic.

Flash fiction prompt provided by http://www.writerlycorner.com/writerly-prompts/writerly-wednesday-972016.

Writerly Wednesday – Bright Eyed and Bushy Tailed

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“Whachu lookin’ at?” Sam sat down by his friend.

“He’s back.” Luke’s muscles tensed beneath his coat.

Sam eagerly looked around the yard. “Where?”

“Patience, Sam,” Luke barked. “Whoa! Wow! Did you see that?” Luke wagged his tail.

“See what? WHAT?” Sam bounced up and down on his front paws.

“Up there. Boy I sure want that.”

Sam stood beside Luke and stared up at the tree. “What’s the plan?”

“Same as yesterday, and the day before that.”

A small animal snuck out from behind a branch, its bushy tail twitched as two beady eyes stared at Sam.

“Oooooo, that’s him!” Sam wagged his tail wildly.

“You know what to do,” Luke yipped.

Sam ran around to the other side and sat down. “We’re gonna get’em today.”

“Oh, ya, We’re wearing him out.”

With a flick of his tail, the squirrel scampered across a branch and jumped into another tree.


Flash fiction prompt provided by http://www.writerlycorner.com/writerly-prompts/writerly-wednesday-8312016.

Writerly Wednesday – What was I Thinking (or Not)?


Time for another Writerly Wednesday post. Here are the rules: Using this story prompt, write a flash fiction of NO MORE THAN 150 words. In those 150 words try to have a full story; a beginning, middle, and an end.

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I stared at the picture for the third time, hoping the image would evoke a thought, an idea – a memory. But my mind was as blank as when I’d first looked at the photo.

I thought about giving up, deleting the picture of the flower garden that only stimulated my visual sense with its beautiful, vivid colours. However, giving up was not something that came easily, not until every corner of my mind was searched and every possibility exhausted. I was determined to work something out, even if it took all day.

I flipped open my laptop. My fingers tapped hesitantly on the keyboard as I stared at the image. Words began to fill the page and within minutes a story began to take shape.

Time ticked by as I typed, back-spaced, deleted, and re-typed. Finally, I was satisfied and my flash fiction for the week was ready to post.


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Flash fiction prompt provided by http://www.writerlycorner.com/writerly-prompts/writerly-wednesday-8242016.


Writerly Wednesday – Heaven Sent

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I sat down on the beach, buried my toes in the hot sand, and drew my knees toward me; hugging them tight. I closed my eyes and inhaled, the salty sea air sent me back in time.

I wiggled my toes, feeling each grain of sand as I buried them deeper. The ocean breeze cooled my hot skin. The rhythmic hush of crashing waves soothed my weary soul. I opened my eyes, looked out over the vastness, and tasted the sea as a single tear fell to my lips. He’d been gone for a year, but he was always with me, the warmth of the sun – his touch; the hush of the waves – his whisper; the blue of the sea – his eyes.

I looked down at the mound of sand covering my feet, a white feather rested on top.  “Hi,” I whispered. “Thanks, for staying by my side.”

Flash fiction prompt provided by http://www.writerlycorner.com/writerly-prompts/writerly-wednesday-8172016.

Writerly Wednesday – A Win-Win Situation

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I sat at the end of the table watching our extended family as they laughed and dined. This year, Peter and I had our annual get-together catered so we could visit without the worry of food preparation and clean-up.

My stomach twisted with excitement. The grin on Peter’s face was as large as my own. I looked down at the envelopes beside me.  I could hardly wait for the meal to end.

“Could we please have your attention,” Peter finally announced.

The laughing and talking quieted and all eyes were upon us. I smiled nervously. “I have something for everyone,” I said and passed out the envelopes. “Open them when I tell you.” I sat back down beside my husband. “Okay,” I announced. The silence was cut by the sound of tearing envelopes followed by cries of joy.

We had won the lottery and now, so too did our family.