One-Liner Wednesday — Every Woman’s Dream

“Every woman’s dream is that a man will take her in his arms, throw her into bed…and clean the whole house while she sleeps.”


Ladies, is this true? Is this every woman’s dream? I feel so used!

Written for today’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt from Linda G. Hill.

SoCS — A Shady Story

Shade trees in front yard“I’m so excited to show you this house I found,” the real estate agent told John over the phone. “I think it checks all of your boxes and, best of all, it’s below your max budget.”

“Great,” John said. “Text me the address and Jessica and I will meet you there in an hour.”

When they pulled up to the house, Jessica said, “Oh John, this house has wonderful curb appeal. And I love those two big shade trees in the front yard.”

“I just see a lot of raking to do every fall and easy ways for squirrels and other critters to get onto the roof and maybe into the attic,” John said.

“Oh my God, John,” Jessica said. “We haven’t even gotten to the front yard and you’re already throwing shade at the place. You need to check your bad attitude at the door, sir.”

Anne, their realtor drove up and got out of her car. “So good to see you two,” she said to John and Jessica. “How about we take a look inside?” Anne found the lockbox, pulled out the house key, and opened the front door. She motioned for John and Jessica to step inside.

“Oh wow, John,” Jessica said as they walked into the house. “Look how big this is living room is.”

“It’s a large room, but it seems dark to me,” John said.

“For crissake, John, you still have your shades on,” Jessica said.

John took off his sunglasses. “It still looks dark.”

“That’s an easy fix,” Anne jumped in. “I’m sure you can find a color that is a shade or two lighter, which could really brighten the place up.”

“And you can see the neighbors from those windows,” John said, pointing to the windows at the far end of the room. “And the neighbors can look right in and see us, too. There’s no privacy at all.”

“John, stop with the negativity,” Jessica snapped. “We can always put up shades or blinds over the windows.”

As they proceeded to walk through the house, John continued to be hypercritical. “The kitchen is closed off from the living are,” he said. “The master bathroom has only one sink. The kids’ rooms are both a shade too small. There’s no place for my man cave.”

“Wait until you see the backyard,” Anne said, trying to change the subject. “It’s huge.”

“I admit that it’s a big backyard,” John said, “but where are the trees? There was that one enormous tree in the front, but there’s nothing back here. This is Austin, Anne. It gets damn hot in the summer. Where are the shade trees that will make being out here in the backyard bearable?”

Anne shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. She looked plaintively at Jessica, seeking some guidance.

“Keep this on the short list, Anne,” she whispered to the realtor. “I’ll work on him behind the scenes, if you know what I mean.”

Written for today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt from Linda G. Hill. In case you couldn’t figure it out, Linda gave us the word “shade” as the prompt.

FOWC with Fandango — House

FOWCWelcome to July 28, 2019 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 “house.”

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.

In Other Words — A House by the Beach


I dreamed of owning a large house by the beach

But the cost of that dream was always out of reach

A cabin way up high in the mountains would be nice

But there is no way I could afford to pay such a price

So I’m stuck living small in the city, such a pity.

In other wordsWritten for the In Other Words prompt from Patricia’s Place. The challenge this week is to write a story or poem of five lines or fewer using the picture above and/or the words “the beach.” Photo credit: seth0s from

Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner

283B76F2-947F-427E-86DE-0ABC47F4C9C5“Who’s stupid idea was it to invite an elephant to our house for dinner?” mouse one asked.

“It’s really cold and snowy outside,” mouse two piped up. “I felt bad for the big guy and I thought he might like to come over, warm up around our fire, and enjoy a nice hot meal.”

“Are you daft?” mouse three asked. “How did you think that big galoot could possibly fit into our little house?”

“I think our home is quite roomy,” mouse two responded defensively.

“It is, if you’re a mouse,” mouse four said. “But not if you’re an elephant!”

“And even if, by some miracle, that elephant could fit into our house,” mouse five said, “what would we feed him? A few pieces of cheese? I’m sure he’d find the taste of a dozen plump mice much more to his liking.”

“Oh crap,” mouse one said. “That stupid elephant is trying to push his way into our house.”

“Yes,” said mouse three, “And now that big galoot is using his trunk to push our home right out of the tree. And with that, the house went crashing to the ground.

“Next time,” mouse one said to mouse two, “just remember that size matters.”

I’m late, I’m late for a very important date. That date, according to February’s Speculative Fiction Prompt from Diana, at Myths of the Mirror, was February 21st. But, as I always sometimes say, better late than never. And, after all, it’s still February, right? Photo credit: Marianne