The Last of You, #Friday Fictioneers

Photo Credit – EmmyLGant   The Last of You “The last dregs of you; a few ashes and bone chips left in a ziplock bag. A shame that you couldn’t enjoy the view in one piece, but it is a Parisian ashtray. Don’t be ungrateful.” “I didn’t do it just for the money. Although, I…

Exit the Scoundrel #Friday Fictioneers

Exit the Scoundrel by Tracey Delaplain Restless sleep and endless revisions fueled the writer’s annoyance. Mr. Edwards, a minor nondescript character, had disappeared halfway through chapter 13, leaving her with a plot hole, an angry cast and a throbbing headache. “Your coffee ma’am.  A charming man in a cloak sent this over. He said to…

It Should Matter

It Should Matter All the words that would never be said swirled down the drain. My pride went with them; grey and dirty and used. My shame was overshadowed by your reflection in the window. Tousled from the night you spent in my bed, not a hint of remorse, you lit a Marlboro with the…

Big Bird Gets the Axe

Photo Credit@Luther Siler Big Bird Gets the Axe “Sesame Street’s themes of tolerance and acceptance are outdated and Fox News has approached us with an affiliate agreement that would increase market shares for both organizations. If we start teaching hate in pre-school, we are certain to recruit future Fox viewers. Cruella, please show us your…

First Draft #FridayFictioneers

First Draft Renee’s heart raced as she typed the farewell love scene. She had written insurmountable barriers and even the stolen weekend at the beach house couldn’t save the doomed love affair.

A Reasonable Plan And A Narrow Escape, #Friday Fictioneers

A Reasonable Plan And A Narrow Escape Admittedly, Sara had been distracted by his charming accent and boyish grin, but in her defense, the bulge in his front pocket did suggest a USB drive. Joining him in his room overlooking the Bellagio fountains seemed like a reasonable plan until he captured her mouth and pawed…

Why Vietnam? #Friday Fictioneers Veteran’s Day Edition

In observance of Veteran’s Day, I dedicate this post with gratitude to The United States Army Nurses who served in Vietnam. Their sacrifices may have gone unnoticed by many but they earned a special place in every wounded soldier’s heart. The Vietnam war brought about an evolution in battlefield trauma and critical combat medicine which…

Unplugged #FridayFictioneers

Photo credit: Connie Gayer Unplugged by Tracey Delaplain, MD The cold bitter coffee had lost its comforting appeal hours ago. I swallowed the dregs anyway and swirled the remains absently. Was it possible to read coffee grounds like tea leaves?

The Road to Redemption

Photo credit Ron Pruitt. The Road to Redemption The old cowboy boarded the bus, hat in hand, boots freshly polished, his steps hesitant. “Mind if I sit?” asked the young man in newly pressed black trousers, starched white short-sleeved shirt and black tie. “You can sit anywhere you like but the only guidance I need…

The Night the Circus Left Town #FridayFictioneers

The Night The Circus Left Town Philippe’s patience and magic faltered in the deluge. Where exactly was the carousel going to fit in this tiny UHaul trailer? The Clown Union had bargained for more “personal space”, the King demanded private quarters away from the snarling lioness and the acrobats were refusing to bunk together, again.

The Spy Who Could Not Dance #Friday Fictioneers

The Spy Who Could Not Dance By Tracey Delaplain Sara, no longer sensible and bland, teetered towards the Pink Pussycat in her stiletto boots and leather miniskirt. Her spy instructor had assured her in his best mafioso voice that the mission would be, “A piece of cake sweetheart, just deliver the mouse”. Spotting her target…

Mr. Edwards and the Open Road, #Friday Fictioneers

Every time I think I can’t possibly find a story within the photo prompt, Mr. Edwards, my novel time traveler, nudges me and begs for another 100 words.  The poor man tries to squeeze every last thrill out of his 100 word life.  We should all do the same. Will he ever get the girl?…