There was a meadow where the fairies used to live where people went to pray to the gods for help. If your intentions were pure, the fairies would guide you through the forest to the meadow. If not… you would wander for days and might not return. Maeve prayed the fairies would guide her. As she approached…
She sat in her living room reading a book about poisonous mushrooms. Paranoia egged her on, fraying her very last nerve. If only her anxiety had no foundation. If only she hadn’t searched through Brent’s phone. If only the idiot had erased his texts to Karen, the bitch, the home-wrecker. If only she hadn’t moved…
Writing Prompt from Passionate Ink – Every morning when you wake up, something from your last dream of the night becomes real for an hour. The Fortune Cookie… Courtney wished the Ambien worked and left her dream free, but no… instead she found herself slamming her fist down on her squealing alarm clock and pushing…
My inspiration for stories… They come from everywhere. Bits of conversations overheard in the grocery store sometimes spawn complicated love triangles, and don’t even get me started on the secret life of the cutie check out guy. Although I’m sure my imagination is nothing like his real life … poor guy. Today I awoke to…
He stood, back against the door jamb, just out of her line of sight and waited. She stuffed her scarf in her bag, changed her heels for flats and smoothed her skirt down her legs before turning toward the elevator. The doors opened and he moved then, slipping between the doors before they closed. Her…
This is how I flirt. There he was and I was prepared. It was time. I psyched myself up, ignoring the giggles of my teammates as I approached him in the library. This was my mother’s idea… she promised to pay for therapy if it went wrong. She promised me it worked for her. Oh…
Mistletoe Cassidy walked into the office kitchen and immediately noticed the sprig of mistletoe hanging over the door. “There’s a sexual harassment suit in the making.” She muttered as she moved toward the coffee pot and filled her mug. She turned to find her boss standing under the door jamb, flicking his gaze between the…
Deirdre looked at her face in the rear view mirror one last time before resigning herself to another bad first date. This would be the thirteenth in four months, all because her well-meaning and married friends insisted that this year she would find someone. It didn’t matter that her parents cursed her by naming her…
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