Monthly Archives: January 2016

The Election

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Photo Credit: A Mixed Bag 2016

No one suspected that something so conspicuously displayed had the potential to raze an entire city. Malcolm placed it right on the mantle. To his guests it looked like a decorative light, with flashing arcs of green and blue and purple.

It was a night to celebrate the landslide election that promised freedom from the oppressive cruelty once wielded by the now deposed regime. Their hero, a visionary, would soon take the reigns and move the city into a bright and hopeful future. Malcolm smiled as he watched his guests enjoying themselves. They deserved to be happy.

He almost forgot about the capsule. It had been his Plan B. Malcolm, you see, despite his charm and fortune, was also slightly mad. If they had lost the election, there was no reason for anyone to live. He would ensure it.

As he glanced at the mantle, the color drained from his face. The capsule was gone! A quick scan of the room revealed his worse nightmare. There on the floor a child sat shaking the cylinder, giggling as it changed colors…green, blue, purple…RED! NOT RED!

Malcolm raced toward the child shouting, “Please! put it …”

kat ~ 6 January 2016
(195 Words)

This story was prompted by the unusual photo you see above. It is definitely not a doomsday device, but according to our host, at Sunday Photo Fiction, it is a fancy speaker for his computer. If you would like to read other stories inspired by this photo or enter your own story, click HERE.


What Matters Most

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Photo Credit: Melanie Greenwood

Private hanger?! Chartered flight!? Sandra couldn’t believe Michael had such means. But that didn’t matter to her. Their relationship had begun quite innocently. It started with a common “like” on a friend of a friend’s social media page. For the next year there were chats and phone conversations. A lovely friendship developed, and more. They both felt it.

As Sandra gazed out the window on the approach to the island, her heart skipped a beat. It was not the sight of the lavish estate that touched her so. There, at the end of the runway Michael was waiting.

kat ~ 6 January 2016
(98 Words/Genre: Romantic Fiction)

Thanks once again to Rochelle Wiseoff-Fields for another round of Flash Fiction inspirations. The photo for this story was provided by Melanie Greenwood. If you would like to read other stories or enter your own story, click HERE.


2015 in review

I started this Blog in May 2015. Actually I had created the space…but it took me a while to muster up the courage to actually post something. I am so glad that I did! I love this place. It’s inspiring to read everyone’s words, and I have made some friends here as well. Looking forward to a great 2016! 🙂

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2015 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 8,200 times in 2015. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 3 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.


Finding It – Haiku Horizon’s Challenge

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From the Original Addams Family…Lurch looks in on Cousin It.

Just for fun, some online friends and I started a rolling message game of exploring the word IT. You know…someone started IT. Then someone asked, “What is IT?” Another posted, “I don’t get IT.” And another, “You still haven’t given IT a chance.”… “Get with IT”…”IT is not that difficult”…you get IT…IT went on for hours…just when we thought we had put IT to rest, someone would start IT all over again, and IT would have us going. IT was impossible to resist. I can honestly say that IT was great fun, even if IT made us all a little crazy. I would do IT again if I could get someone to play along with IT. Okay…okay…there’s a Haiku somewhere in all of this. I’ll let IT rest and and get on with IT…:) IT just happens to be the inspiration for my Haiku for Haiku Horizon’s prompt FIND.

Finding It

It makes you happy
so go out there and find it
but first…what is “it”?

kat ~ 5 January 2016

If you would like to read other Haiku or participate with your own take on this week’s prompt, click HERE.


Old King Sol

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On the first true frigid Winter day of the season, I noticed my neighbor’s sad drooping sun flag. It was a beautiful sunny day…blue skies, no clouds. But despite the bright golden sunlight, the air cut through me like a knife. I wondered…is the golden orb I presume to be the sun an imposter? Like my neighbor’s faded sun flag, has the sun checked out? This is how my monkey brain churns the world around me. Now you have a glimpse of how I came to write this poem…:)

Old King Sol
has lost his soul
No Midas touch
No warming glow.
A lame imposter’s
frigid glare now
Hangs pathetic
frost on air!
Seems old Sol
has slipped away
on migratory holiday.
Here left to weather
winter’s sting
we hang our hope
on this one thing…
that Sol remembers
us, come Spring.

kat ~ 5 January 2015