Waterfell

This story is part of a weekly story challenge called Friday Fictioneers, where participants write a 100-word story based on a picture. Thank you to Fictioneers queen Rochelle for choosing my picture this week. This is from the Iguazu Falls on the border of Argentina and Brazil. I want to apologize for not being able…

Limited Sky

Limited Sky “You’re applying for a game developer position?” The manager flipped through my application in confusion. “Yes.” “Your background is law, though.” “I am a lawyer currently, but I’ve been studying coding for several years. If you look at my portfolio—” “No, it’s great.” The manager looked uncomfortable. “I’m just afraid you’re a bit…

Self-Delivery

I got the idea for this story on Wednesday, but I got COVID earlier in the week, so this is the first I’ve had the strength to write it down. You could chalk this up to my fevered brain, although I write this kind of thing all the time, so I guess that’s no excuse….

Morning, Joe

Morning, Joe These days, every school has a “Joe”: someone to provide a sly shot of the banned pick-me-up to keep you sharp. I did business in the basement art room, killed years ago by budget cuts. Just before first period Principal Singh walked in. My heart raced but my expression remained bored. “Morning, Joe.”…

Phere

Phere Phere. It was the intersection of fashion and horror. Fifth Avenue meets Fear Factor. I gingerly put on my lacquered wasp earrings. The millipede bracelet came next. Then my masterpiece, a necklace made of a live de-legged scorpion I put on with bomb-disposal meticulousness. I had more than the normal blind-date nervousness. What if…

The Neighbor We Love to Hate

The Neighbor We Love to Hate The two women watched the old man lounging in his front yard amid heaps of dirty snow. “Why won’t he leave?” one said. “He’s hurting property values.” “Right? Do you know he destroyed all my flowers last night?” “You sure?” “Who else would it be?” “He should retire to…

Hotel Limbo

Hotel Limbo At least two of the hotel’s 4 stars must have been photoshopped. Towels worn, dirty bathroom, shampoo bottles refilled. I sat on the bed, frantically searching flights. I had 36 hours to travel 2700 miles across Central Asia to make my next connection after my last flight had been cancelled. COVID Ugh, I’d…

Raiding the Trophy Case

Raiding the Trophy Case You need shoes fast. You have no money. There is only one option left. The Trophy Case. That’s where Devin shows off the footwear of all his victims. No one would ever think about stealing from Devin. But you’re thinking about it now. You’ll need a distraction. Devin parks his Mustang…

The Tourist

This is a Friday Fictioneer story. That is a weekly writing prompt where you have to write a 100-word story based on a picture. The moderator, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts it on her site every Wednesday. Here is this week’s picture. The Tourist Through long wanderings in time and space, she at last made her way,…

Being Prepared

Being Prepared That story of the grasshopper and the ant haunted me. When I moved out to the forest, Thoreau-style, I was determined to BE PREPARED. All summer I cut wood, stacking it against the walls until the whole house was surrounded by piled firewood, five feet deep, then ten feet. By fall, the house…