Suzie’s House 328 : Garbage, Paint, and Shoes
Suzie’s mind wandered as she dumped the kitchen garbage into the trash can by the garage. The utility bills shouldn’t be too bad this time. Not like in winter when they could easily hit three hundred a month. Maybe more insulation in the attic would help, but that would require money she didn’t have.
The Serialists of Oct 16th
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Chinggis Kahn
Notice the name on the monument and the airport building? I first became aware that I’d been spelling and saying the name wrong my whole life as I left the airport in Ulaanbaatar and looked back. Ok, It’s no surprise I’d spell it wrong, but really, have you been spelling it right?
Turtle, Turtle
Tina (on the phone): When are you coming home, Honey?
Jill: We’re on our way back now, but it’s going to take a while. We ended up on the brown turtle.
Tina: You mean the Green Tortoise Bus company? I didn’t think they went to Mongolia.
Jill: They don’t.
Previously in Jack and Jill: Re-Think
The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is turtles as suggested by Novroz
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Ozymandias or Chinggis Kahn?
“Hey,” said one huckster to another. “Let’s build a statue. A big one.” He held his hands wide. “So people can see it from far away. And then when they come to check it out, we’ll charge them a viewing fee.”
“What, here? But there isn’t anything except our campfire here.”
“All the better. Who’s to stop us?”
The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.
I have no idea if any hucksters were involved in the making of either the monument to Chinggis Kahn, or the Egyptian statues that inspired the poem to Ozymandias. But then, this is Fiction. I don’t have to worry about stuff like that.
Suzie’s House 327 : Dredgeful. Just Dredgeful
“Dredgeful. It’s just dredgeful,” Tracy said as they headed home. Home to Ben’s house, not to Emma’s. No one said anything about it, they all just kind of went that way. Ben noticed it, but only because he was trying to pay more attention to stuff like that.
“Dredgeful?” Bruce grinned at Emma, who kind of smiled back with that smile that always flickered and always faced the ground.
“What?” Tracy scowled at Bruce.
“Nothing,” Bruce said, and everyone in the band, plus Lisa laughed.
The Serialists of Oct 9th
Featured Author: OldEgg who has such an authentic feel to his myths.
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Re-Think
Theodor: Of course I will capture her live. Isn’t it a foregone conclusion?
Theodor: Perhaps I need to reevaluate my conclusions.
Previously in Jack and Jill: Just a Quarrel
The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is foregone conclusions as suggested by The Walking Man
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Morning Ride
Bridals jingle, saddles creak, each soft thud as hoof meets the ground
carries us further around the lake.
Through the fog of early morning everything becomes
muted and mysterious.
Geese cross the trail in a bobbing line
on their way from tall grass to a watery breakfast.
Walking close together, the horses take us out and back
just for the experience.
The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.
13 Pretty Pix of Mongolia
1. Sunrise over Khovsgol Lake. I could swear I was looking North, but that was definitely sunrise, so I guess it’s to the East.
