This Which Way challenge is all about capturing the roads, walks, trails, rails, steps, signs, etc. we move from one place to another on. You can walk on them, climb them, drive them, ride on them, as long as the specific way is visible. Any angle of a bridge is acceptable as are any…… Continue reading Which Way Challenge – July 11th
Sneaky bitch! Well, to be honest, he thought, she wasn’t sneaky at all. It wasn’t as if she was doing it on the sly… Still, he was stunned, standing in the framing of the door. He pulled the pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, and lit himself one, not even wondering…… Continue reading The room… – FFFC
Jim pulled the cloth theatrically, revealing the picture. Voilà! She turned to her manager, and rolled her eyes so hard that he had to repress from chuckling. Walter knew right away she was boiling with rage, and he couldn’t blame her. He really should have met with Jim prior to setting this get…… Continue reading What the clock? – FFFC
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading Midnight drink… (June 28th FFF)
Look at him, standing there… What a loser! Tom poke Jack in the ribs with his elbow. “Loser” yourself, dumbass! You know all too well Harry is just… You know? Different. The guy’s a fuckin’ genius, he’d kick your ass in any class, if you were smart enough to study any of the…… Continue reading Harry… – FFFC
He moved swiftly, but with confidence… His hands performing a well thought ballet, with an almost chirurgical precision. All smiles, and with a bit of a short breath, as he felt the final result of his hard work coming, he walked around her, checking every subtle detail. Oh, you’re going to be…… Continue reading FFF Challenge – Moon
Is everyone here, now? Walter gave a good look around, and pretended to count the guests, although he couldn’t remember how many of them had been invited in the first place. There was no glass left on the garden table, and he guessed that everyone meant to be there, was. He nodded to Priscilla,…… Continue reading And here’s to… – FFFC
Cyranny's Cove 