The Stalker

“Hey, did you just take a stealthie of me with your phone?” Liz asked the guy in the dirty sweatshirt and the rumpled jeans as she was stepping out of the sauna wearing nothing but a towel.

“Who me?” the guy said, flashing an embarrassed smile and giving a slight shrug of his shoulders. “I’m just a guy who takes candid photos of people for, you know, human interest purposes. You wouldn’t want to stifle my artistic creativity, would you?”

Enraged, Liz grabbed the smartphone out of the guy’s hands and started scrolling through the photos on the device. She saw dozens of pictures of herself, some where she was nude. “You son of a bitch,” she shouted at the guy. “You’ve been stalking me!” She took his phone and smashed it to pieces against the iron railing of the stairs leading down to the fitness center’s dressing rooms.


Written for these daily prompts from yesterday: Ragtag Daily Prompt (stealthie), Word of the Day Challenge (rumpled) MMA Storytime ( sauna), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (slight), Your Daily Word Prompt (stifle), and The Daily Spur (iron).

FOWC with Fandango — Candid

FOWCWelcome to April 25, 2020 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “candid.”

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. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might 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.

SoCS — I Can Do It

B94BC538-82BE-4A48-B0C1-52CF3C2E55BEI can do it.
I know I can do it.
I’m pretty sure I can do it.
At least I think I can do it.

Can I be totally candid with you?

What if I can’t do it?
Will it really matter whether or not I can do it?
Will it make a difference if I can’t do it?
Will people think less of me if I can’t do it?

It can turn into a scandal if I can’t do it.
That can make some of those who think I can do it
Become cantankerous if I can’t do it.

Can I be totally candid with you?

I don’t think I can do it.
I’m pretty sure I can’t do it.
I know I can’t do it.
I can’t do it.


Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. The challenge is to use the word “can” in our posts.

Candid Camera

I’m not a professional photographer. Not even an amateur photographer, either. And to prove it, the only camera I have is the one on my iPhone. I don’t take photographs with my iPhone. I take snapshots.

Most of the snapshots I take are of my family, my dog, and my cat. And of scenery. I rarely take what one might label “candid” snapshots, which are informal, unposed photos. In fact, pursuing through my more than 1500 pictures on my iPhone, there are probably fewer than a dozen candid snapshots.

But since today’s one-word prompt is “candid,” I thought I’d share with you a few of them. I’ve applied some filters to them to protect the identities of those innocent civilians who just happened to get in the way of my iPhone when I took the pictures. And all of these were taken at various protest marches last year against the current reigning president.

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