Foraged from Ashes

“Here’s something. Remember the big wildfire that was in the news last year?” asked Jim rustling his newspaper. “Yup,” said Gladys rolling the pastry dough. “Well apparently this young couple spent their winter months felling and milling lifeless tree trunks from their barren woodlot.” “What for? That charred looking grove will be filled with beautiful... Continue Reading →


“Dennis tells me Erin is getting married,” said Jim, dropping the grocery bag onto the counter. “Oh Veronica must be thrilled,” said Gladys. “She’s had her daughter’s grandiose wedding planned for years.”  “Apparently Erin’s all upset about it. She and Jason want a simple ceremony on Blueberry Hill where they met.”  “And so they should,” huffed... Continue Reading →


An eerie silence descended upon the acrid night air. Lori’s eyes burned as she stood on the porch staring at the crest of the distant hill, her heart pounding. Waiting. And then it was there. Two hundred foot flames shooting into the sky over the summit followed by a roar like a fast approaching freight train. “Rob,... Continue Reading →

Humble Pie

The front door bell chimed.  Mrs. B smiled as she recognized the young man entering her shop.  “Hi Jason, what brings you here today?  I have freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. Your favorite.” “I know. I could smell them all the way down the street.  But no, I need a pie today.” “What kind of... Continue Reading →

Comfort Food

Charli Mills’ May 4th Flash Fiction Challenge was to write a story in 99 words (no more, no less) about comfort food. How can this familiarity influence a story or character? Is it something unusual like Twinkies from the 1970’s? Or is it something from home, from another place or time? As always, she suggests we... Continue Reading →

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