It’s Definitely Different

“You look pretty sassy sitting on your new electric bicycle,” my wife said.

“Oh don’t feed me that bullshit,” I said. “I honestly don’t know if I’m really ready to tackle riding an electric cycle.”

She smiled at me. “I’m sure you can tackle riding an ebike. How different can it be from riding a regular bicycle? Just don’t, you know, fumble the proverbial ball when you’re humming along at 30 miles an hour.”

It was about two hours later when I called my wife from the emergency room. “Come pick me up. I fumbled badly. And, by the way, it’s definitely different.

Written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One/Word Challenge (sassy), The Daily Spur (feed), JusJoJan (cycle), Ragtag Daily Prompt (ready), E.M.’s Random Word Prompt (fumble), and My Vivid Blog (humming).

By the way, I know many of you know that my wife and I recently got ebikes, and the experience of riding an ebike is definitely different than riding a regular bicycle. But this post is purely fiction and I haven’t had to go to the ER due to riding my ebike. Not yet, anyway.

#WDYS — Shame on Me

I thought I had finally met my soulmate. Someone as adventurous as me. Someone who got off on the adrenaline rush, the thrill of the extreme. You sent dozens of photos of all that you did. Cycling in the Tour de France, running with the bulls in Pamplona, Spain, extreme skiing in the Swiss Alps, white water rafting, hand gliding, mountain climbing. There was no adventure you’d shy away from.

When I saw the photo you sent me of you bravely and proudly straddling two rock projections high on a mountain at the top the world, I knew I had to meet you, since our relationship was, up until then, strictly online. But you were hesitant, for some reason, even though I was willing to travel to the ends of the Earth to be with you.

I am a resourceful gal, I have my ways, and I was driven to meet the man I’ve dreamed about all of my life. Through my research, I finally found out where you lived, and I admit to having been a little surprised to find that you were living in a small town in Kansas. I was even more surprised when I came to your home, rang the bell, and an older woman answered the door. I didn’t know your real name, just your online handle, so I asked the woman if “Adventureman121” was home. She smiled and said, “Oh, you must mean Donny. He’s down in the basement.”

“Donny,” I thought. Well, that’s progress. I opened the door to the basement, slowly went down the stairs, and saw a very fat man sitting on a chair in at a desk with three large computer screens in front of him. I saw that he was using Photoshop to put images of a man skydiving from an airplane and realized that the man in the Photoshop photo he was working on was the same one who was in all of the photos that “Adventureman121” had shared with me.

“Adventureman?” I said. You were so engrossed in constructing the Photoshop image that you didn’t hear me walk down into the basement and the sound of my voice startled you. You jumped up, a look of panic on your face.

I had always considered myself to be a very savvy young woman. Someone who was not gullible or easily taken in. But I realized when I saw you, that the only “extreme adventure” you’d ever experienced was taking images of a male model, using Photoshop, representing those doctored photos as you, and reeling in who knows how many lonely women online with your photos and your words.

Shame on me when I realized that the man I was sure was my soulmate was actually the proverbial 400 pound man living in his mother’s basement in the middle of Kansas.

Written for Sadje’s What Do You See? prompt. Phot credit: Suliman Sallehi @ Pexels.

A Fair Trial

“Look, we may be in a crisis situation, but, son, as we enter litigation,” Bruno’s mother said,” it’s imperative that we don’t allow ourselves to become too maudlin about it. I did some eavesdropping when our attorney was talking to the DA and he said that our petition has been submitted to the court and we may get a change of venue. And that’s a good sign, Bruno.”

“You weave a great tale, Mama, but it’s a fiction,” Bruno said. “It’s folly to think that I’ll get a fair trial and that this will all work out, even with a delay and change of venue. Daddy was abusing you and he was a mean sombitch who deserved what I did to him. I shoulda done it sooner. Mama, I get no joy in telling you this, but I’m jumping bail and going on the lam.”

Written for these daily prompts: Scott’s Daily Prompt (in a crisis), The Daily Spur (litigation), Your Daily Word Prompt (imperative), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (maudlin), My Vivid Blog (eavesdropping), Word of the Day Challenge (petition), E.M.’s Random Word Prompt (weave), Ragtag Daily Prompt (folly), and JusJoJan (joy).


Fandango’s Story Starter #29

It’s time for my weekly Story Starter prompt. Here’s how it works. Every Tuesday morning (my time), I’m going to give you an incomplete “teaser” sentence and your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to build a story (prose or poetry) around that partial sentence. It doesn’t have to be the first sentence in your story, and you don’t even have to use it in your post at all if you don’t want to. The purpose of the teaser is simply to spark your imagination and to get your storytelling juices flowing.

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

She had thought about and imagined this moment for years, but she’d never expected…

If you care to write and post a story built from this teaser, be sure to link back to this post and to tag your post with #FSS. I would also encourage you to read and enjoy what your fellow bloggers do with their stories.

And most of all, have fun.

FOWC with Fandango — Sassy


Welcome to January 18, 2022 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).

Today’s word is “sassy.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Please check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.