Pretzels

“People are so blind sometimes,” Edith said to Stanley as they walked through Rockefeller Centre.  They were in New York for their niece’s wedding.  This wasn’t their first visit to the Big Apple.  She loved the diversity, energy and excitement of the city. Stanley spotted a pretzel cart.  “Why would anyone be selling pretzels at…

The Joys of Aging

With a grimace, she examined her right eye.  You couldn’t tell that it had a floater in it. It was an irritating problem which doesn’t completely go away.  Oh, the joys of aging. 33 Words I wrote this story for the Weekend Writing Prompt by Sammi Cox. For instructions, click Here.

A Disconnect?

From her bedroom window she could see the giant electrical plugs.  It was where she’d met Jacques.  She smiled as she remembered how they had literally bumped into each other.  She was carrying parcels and they were knocked out of her hands.  Apologizing profusely, he picked them up and gave them back to her.  His…

My Inspiration/Span #writephoto

Over a span of twenty years, I’ve come to love this picturesque village where my darling wife grew up.  Even after she died, it never occurred to me to move back to London.  This peaceful place continues to enthral me.  My favorite spot by the river is where I find inspiration for my writing. 54…

Ornery Stanley’s History Lesson

“Did you know that America became independent from British rule on July 2nd and not on July 4th?” Edith said to Stanley as they sat in their favorite eatery where an American flag waved proudly.  They were back from their trip to Italy.  It felt good to be home again. Stanley scowled at her.  “If…

Gone/Open #writephoto

  Gone are the carefree days Of running down open hallways. They’re just memories now.     14 Words I wrote this story for the #writephoto Prompt – Open at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo and for the Weekend Writing Prompt by Sammi Cox. For instructions, click Here.

Forgotten

I stood in front of the theatre where I was once the big box office sensation.  Scores of people came to watch my performances.  I have signed so many autographs and done so many interviews.  I have graced the cover of countless magazines and been the headliner for fashion shows, galas and other events.  I…

Ornery Stanley’s Lunch

“Stanley, he’s not deaf.  He just doesn’t understand what you’re saying.” “I thought more people here spoke English.  What’s the good of running a restaurant when you can’t understand what your customers are saying?” “We’re in Rome.  Some of the locals speak English and some don’t.  That’s why I brought this translation dictionary to help…

Ornery Stanley’s Grudge

“I hope we don’t have to wait too long for our flight,” Edith said. Stanley didn’t answer. He was still fuming over the iron marks on his favorite shirt. He could have been wearing it now. Edith looked at him. “How long are you going to hold a grudge against me?” she asked. “I didn’t…

Barney Strikes Out

“So, how is married life treating you?” Barney asked Stella and was rewarded with a glacial look. “I’m divorced,” she informed him coldly before getting up. Barney shrugged.  He got up and went to pour himself some punch.  His stomach growled, reminding him that he hadn’t eaten since breakfast. “Hi, Barney.” “Hi, Connie.  Congratulations!” “For…