Are you superstitious?
No. *throws salt over my left shoulder while knocking twice on wood*
Just in case …
Author: Tina Stewart Brakebill
coffee with my dad
biscuits and coffee
I breathe in a memory
the moment captured
Image credit; Angeliki Mikropoulou @ Unsplash
The photo reminded me of my dad. Thanks to WDYS for the inspiration.
Anticipating
Hiding beyond time
The enchanted door awaits
Anticipating
Thanks to Crimson’s Creative Challenge for the magical inspiration.
Next Door Neighbors
“Why do you always think the worst of people? Maybe she had some leftover plants and she thought you might like them. Just a generous neighborly gesture.”
Are you really that stupid? Did you not see the pristine white water can? Or read her Next Door “suggestions” about how some people are not doing their part to “beautify” the neighborhood? It’s clearly a declaration of war.
But instead of saying any of those things, I agreed, “Of course, I’m sure you’re right dear. I’ll be sure to thank her.”
Nothing says thank you like a three-ton delivery of manure.
PHOTO PROMPT © Rowena Curtin
Thanks to Rochelle for another great Friday Fictioneers Prompt.
When I was young …
You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?
When I was young I thought we had this shit figured out.
The battle wasn’t over but we had admitted that women are autonomous human creatures … yada yada yada. Sadly, madly, infuriatingly, age has shown me that a whole bunch of people continue to define a woman only as a meat sack that surrounds a baby-making box.
Not just an opening sentence — an opening salvo …
Tina Stewart Brakebill 