Time To Write — A Satisfying Ending

2C375CD7-8FAF-496D-95DA-8ADAA099962B“What is it that you find so intriguing about the book you’re reading?” Harvey asked his wife. “You haven’t put it down since you opened it up a few hours ago.”

“You know I like suspense stories, right?” Sheri said. “Well, in this book, the villain is one sick dude. He lured this young, innocent women into his home, locks her into his dungeon-like basement, and chains her up like she is some kind of animal.”

“That sounds to me a lot like ‘Silence of the Lambs’ and so many other similar books,” Harvey said. “Seems like an overdone plot.”

“Maybe, but in this case, the sicko is not trying to use her skin to sew his own body suit out of it,” Sheri said.

“So what is he planning to do with her?” Harvey asked.

“I don’t know, yet” Sheri said, “but the only ending that will satisfy me would be for her to prevail and for him to meet a truly gruesome end.”


Written for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write prompt, where the word to base your story on is “animal.” Also for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (intriguing), Ragtag Daily Prompt (book), Your Daily Word Prompt (dungeon), and Word of the Day Challenge (satisfy).

The Quest — A Multi-Prompt Tale

11d6c3ff-1c24-4dc1-9ea0-251f1622f5dc.jpegWanna start a cult?” her best friend asked her. Sara was looking for an answer to a question she didn’t even realize she had. All she knew was that something was missing from her life, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. So when a friend of hers suggested that she start a cult with others who also had unanswered questions, she readily agreed. However, she soon discovered that the answer she was seeking was unlike any answers the other cult members were trying to find.

Sara left the cult and shared her experience with a different friend who suggested that Sara seek her answer at the church. So Sara decided to give it a try and she went to talk with her friend’s priest.FFA3EB75-516D-4E66-8AA7-4D7389B4BBEF Unfortunately, the rigid formality of the place suffocated her.

Frustrated, Sara began to look elsewhere for her answer. Yet another friend told her about her amazing guru, suggesting that he might help Sara find the answer she was seeking. And so Sara went to visit the guru.DE81941B-C1F2-4079-9426-2506FE951F60Sadly, her experience with him was also disappointing. She felt no closer to her answer than she had before her quest began.

Desperate to find her answer, she sought out a fortune teller she found on Craigslist. The woman asked Sara what answer she was hoping to find. Sara said, “Whatever is missing.”45BD981B-52A6-429B-972C-B631D4F3C4A9The fortune teller simply said, “Look inside your soul, my dear girl. It’s there alone where you will find the answer to your quest.”

(250 words)


Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday prompt. Also for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write Prompt, and for Kristian’s 50 Word Thursday prompt.

Time To Write — Word Choice Matters

ED97A8A9-A5D4-4158-9229-23F1C9229171“I’m sick of always having to repeat myself,” Alan said. “I am continuously explaining to you the proper way to complete the weekly reports and yet you always seem to make the same mistakes.”

“Excuse me, boss,” William said, “you are not continuously explaining anything to me. You are continually explaining the proper way to complete the reports.”

“What the hell are you talking about, William?”

“Well, boss,” William said, “continual means start and stop, while continuous means never-ending. If something occurs frequently or recurs intermittently, like making mistakes while preparing the weekly reports, it’s continual. It doesn’t happen ceaselessly, but it does happen regularly. But if something occurs unceasingly or exist without interruption, like the flow of a river or the way you demean and belittle everyone who works for you, it is continuous because it never pauses.”

“Oh for crissake, William,” Alan said. “Continuously or continually, you know full well what I meant.”

“Word choice matters, boss,” William said. “As a manager, you don’t want to create any uncertainty about what you mean because you’re using the wrong words, do you?”

“Create uncertainty? Are you kidding me?” Alan bellowed. Then he paused, took a deep breath, and said, “William, in order to dispel any uncertainty you may be experiencing, I’m going to choose my words very carefully so that they won’t be open to misinterpretation. You are continuously annoying and you are continually screwing up the weekly reports. So, I want to make myself perfectly clear. You’re fired!”


E2AADBFC-6AEF-46F0-BF71-3CC6CB996DDAWritten for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write: Random Words prompt, where the three words are “continuous,” “repeat,” and “uncertainty.”

Time To Write — All in the Family

F49C8E6E-A29A-4938-84E3-BDE895E4855D“Welcome to the family,” the woman said upon opening the front door.

Dan was both confused and dazzled. The woman was radiant. He had never seen, in real life, anyway, a woman of such dazzling beauty. Dan took a deep breath and simply said, “I’m from UPS with a package for Arturo Bianchi.”

“Yes,” the woman said. “We’ve been expecting you, Daniel. Please come in.” She stepped aside and waved him through the door.

“How do you know my name?” he asked as he stepped inside the large foyer.

The woman took the package from Dan. “As I said, we’ve been expecting you.” Once he was inside, she closed the front door behind him.

Dan took out the little electronic device, about the size of a smartphone, from his belt holster and held it out to the woman. “You need to sign this,” he said, holding the device out toward her and handing her a stylus.

“That won’t be necessary, Daniel,” she said,  grabbing his hand and leading him into large room at the center of which was sitting a heavyset older man with a shaved head. “This is Arturo, my husband,” the woman said.

Arturo got up from his chair, moved over to Dan until he was standing right in front of him. Arturo stood on his tiptoes, placed both of his hands on Dan’s shoulders, leaned in and kissed him on each cheek, and said, “Welcome to the family, Daniel.”

Dan stood back and said, “There must be some misunderstanding. I’m from UPS and I am here to deliver a package.”

“Ah, Daniel,” Arturo said, “There’s no misunderstanding. You are the package.”

Dan looked at the woman, who was smiling at him in a very sexy way, or so it seemed to him. Then he looked at Arturo. How could this short, fat, bald man who was at least three times her age be the husband of this young, strikingly gorgeous, statuesque woman, he wondered. “What do you mean I’m the package?” Dan asked Arturo.

“Your supervisor, Angelo, has told us about your special skills, Daniel,” Arturo said. “He said that you are a problem solver. That you know how to deal with people. That you can be very, shall we say, persuasive.”

Dan was a big guy, standing around 6’4” and weighing in at 225 pounds. Arturo reached over and squeezed Dan’s bicep and smiled. “You’ll do just fine in our family, my boy,” he said.

“Do just fine doing what?” Daniel asked.

The woman who greeted Dan at the door, came over to Dan, stood right in front of him, moved in close enough so that he could smell the subtle scent of her perfume. “My husband is getting older and he needs a bodyguard and an enforcer,” she said. “You’ll be very handsomely compensated and will have generous fringe benefits.”

“I don’t know,” Daniel said.

The woman moved in and pressed her body against Dan and, in a throaty whisper, said, “I’m one of the fringe benefits, Daniel.”

Dan looked over at Arturo, who looked back at Dan and smiled.


Written for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write – Sentence Starter prompt, where the sentence is “Welcome to the Family.” Also for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (radiant).

Time To Write/Tell The Story

8708F05E-E327-4F5C-A6BF-02FAECD2F178Denise had a love/hate relationship with camping. She loved the idea of getting away from the hustle bustle of city living and heading out to paradise to commune with nature. But she hated having to deal with critters, ranging from bears to raccoons to snakes. And most of all, she hated bugs, especially spiders. They terrified her.

But camping was her husband’s passion. If he could, he would be very happy selling their nice, comfortable home and moving into a large tent or a yurt in some secluded spot in the forest next to a bubbling brook. He would occasionally get irritated at Denise over her indifference toward camping. So, in order to promote peace and harmony in their household, Denise had agreed to go camping once a month. She felt it was worth the sacrifice to hold their marriage together.

Unfortunate, that all ended on their last camping trip when Denise was using the campground outhouse to do her business and a humongous spider crawled up and sat staring at her with its eight nasty spider eyes. Denise ran screaming out of the outhouse and told her husband that she was never going camping again.

“But this is paradise,” he said.

Denise looked at him and said, “Yeah, paradise lost.”


This post was written the Tell The Story prompt for which Melanie, at Sparks from a Combustible Mind, tagged me. Also for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write, where the prompt is “love & hate.”

Also written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (paradise), Your Daily Word Prompt (indifference), Word of the Day Challenge (worth), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (lost).