The bank robber left behind a fortune cookie. The fortune said: “Having money like eating Chinese food: always hungry for more.”
Month: March 2014
Fiction: The Fortune Teller’s Advice
Marcie was leading the quartet to the little domestic arts building.
“Let’s see how my mom’s blueberry pie did in the judging.”
June and Ellie quickly agreed. Katie saw this as her chance to break away for a little while.
“You guys go ahead. I’ll meet you there in just a bit. I saw my little brother back there, and I should make sure he’s doing all right.”
“Okay,” Ellie said. “We’ll be over there.”
Katie headed back the way they had come, walking over to the midway of the county fair. She spotted her brother, Sam, throwing darts at balloons. He seemed fine. She looked over her shoulder to ensure that her friends had gone into the small building.
She stopped in front of a booth garishly painted and labeled “MADAME LEONORA – Fortunes! Predictions! Fate!” She gave the man standing outside the last of her precious tickets and went in.
Quotable 194
You never know what you will learn ’til you start writing. Then you discover truths you never knew existed.
– Anita Brookner
haiku 306
trying to recall
unwritten haiku –
404 error
#quikfic 93
She had wanted out for years, but we had been good once. I still wasn’t ready to give up on us. The basement door stayed locked.
haiku 305
calendar dog
regards me
skeptically
#quikfic 92
Spring came and gradually melted away the deep snow, permitting Steven to locate the corpse he had misplaced back in November.
Quotable 192
A plot without action is like pasta without garlic, like Dolly Parton without cleavage, and like a writer without his similes.
– Dean Koontz
haiku 304
neighborhood cat
waits on the fence
by bird feeders