She gestured to me “Wouldn’t you like to go for a ride?” In back of her was a large balloon, “No way”, I said. “That is just thin material, not very strong filled with hot air, rising up to heights better left to the birds, looking down on everything and everyone, not much use…… Continue reading Go for a Ride? – Notthedane56
Yes, I am 39. And I now have soft lips that taste like a sweet cupcake… Being mature doesn’t top that! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Via Today’s Daily Prompt; One-Way So many live, fingers clutched to the handbrake… Wondering wether to turn to the left or turn to the right? Afraid to run out of fuel along the way, sparing themselves today, dreaming of wild adventures to come, just around the corner, nothing except thrilling fun… …… Continue reading One-way…
I chanced upon a letter of sorts tossed carelessly in a random pile not any particular reason to be of importance, just It was from someone I used to know, someone who used to write me, sealed with wax ruby red, with a scent of with her name adorning her long strokes, running not…… Continue reading It Was Nothing, You See – Notthedane56
“¡Achís!” He had been a bit under the weather lately… “¡Achís!” again, coming from the other room, as I was finishing the booking of my little surprise for him. “Oh dear, I told you we’d end up paying for skinny dipping in Iceland!” thinking a bathing suit would probably not have made much of…… Continue reading A Sneeze Away From Chili.
I don’t need no money, as long as I keep dancing… – Sia If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
She kicked me hard enough to get my attention, while we made pleasant conversation about the violence that affected our society…. This short story is the work of Notthedane56. You can find a lot more of his poetry, fiction and humor on his main site Everything in and around Denmark and on his…… Continue reading Under the Table – Notthedane56
Nope, don’t call 911, I am not having a stroke, or suddenly speaking in tongues! I am doing well and swell. I just thought I spared you enough lately. Some might have been questionning my love for Denmark, since I haven’t spoken much about Vikingland for a while. And no one should ever, ever doubt…… Continue reading Hygge, lykke, fika & lagom…
Serving her what I thought our last meal together was the waiter, stopped and whispered in her ear, a smile appeared with her throwing her arms around him and kissing him, I would jealous be, but I must admit, never ever having a customer kiss me like that before…. This story is…… Continue reading Our Last Meal – Notthedane56
Cyranny's Cove 