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Tuesday Tales Suddenly

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales.



A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. This week we share the prompt "suddenly".  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This will be an excerpt from my brand new yet-to-be-named WIP.

Enjoy!~


And, just like that, suddenly I forgot he even existed.
His eyes met mine, when he reached out his hand to steady my feet. “Whoa, are you okay?”
I’d never seen a man try to hide a smile by drawing his bottom lip between his teeth.
“I’ll be fine, just, you know, I tripped on something.” My head spun from that last shot of green apple vodka. What in the name of everything holy did I freaking think green apple vodka was a good idea. When was green apple vodka ever a good idea?
“It’s a flat floor, darlin’. I promise I didn’t stick my boot out and trip you.”
Ah, he offered an out. “Oh, but, I think, I think you did.” Attempting to stand up straight,…

Tuesday Tales Picture Prompt

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales.




A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific prompt each week. Most of the time we write to a certain word. Once per month we write to a picture prompt, and limit our entries to 300 words. I chose the sky. You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This will be an excerpt from my new yet-to-be-named WIP.


Behind closed eyes, my mind sees as clearly in the dark as when wrapped within the rays of a sunny day. I see the smile in your eyes you used to have for me. Smoldering desire lurking behind oceans of blue telling me what you want without one word. Those days were reckless with desires, longing, and the excitement of new love. Shifting my thoughts, I recall the slow winding down of your attention for me, the way you finally ceased looking my direction. I became another drain in your day. The images keep slipping away

A Star is Born

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A Star Is Born – Movie Review

I plan to see this movie again in the theater, dragging along my box of Kleenex, ready for a repeat of the angst, heartbreak, and sheer emotion this movie seems to evoke from audiences. I’m a huge fan of soundtracks and how much music provides the best backdrop for any script. This movie goes above and beyond basic sound mixing to display some of the best original song writing and performing, not only for a film, but, for a record period.
The incredible chemistry between Bradley Cooper and Lady Gaga is amazing and sort of awe inspiring. The music these two created captured love broken down into the gritty basics we sometimes ignore in reality. Stripped of pretense, the songs created for Jackson and Ally made me swoon, and listen non-stop to each and every heart touching musical interpretation of the life these two lived onscreen, longing for such devotion in my own relationships.
Bradley’s dedication to become Jackson included some remarkable voice coachin…

Tuesday Tales - Green

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales.



A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. This week we share the prompt "green".  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This will be an excerpt from my brand new yet-to-be-named WIP.

Enjoy!~

I’m not sure I can step up to be friends with you. As with a precious few ex-loves, either I’d never want to see them again under any circumstance, or parts of me would forever achingly pine. Unfortunately for me, you’re the second situation. Imagining who you see, who you’re holding, who’s making you smile, even laugh- which seemed so rare. It’s tough to make you laugh. Maybe that was on me, I couldn’t bring laughter from your heart. Rolling endless acres of mournful evergreens overcome my soul, making me regret we’d ever met.
No one should ever want to fall in love, this pain isn’t worth it. Rolling the dice, giving someone else control over m…

Tuesday Tales a Map of the World...take me away

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales.




A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific prompt each week. Most of the time we write to a certain word. This week we write to a picture prompt. I chose a map of the world.   You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This will be an excerpt from my new yet-to-be-named WIP.




















“I guess you were in that crazy tornado a few days ago?”

“Yes, I made it to our cellar. The twister destroyed our house. There’s pieces of it all over the state.”

“You did the right thing. So, he wasn’t with you, but, he came for you after the storm passed?”

Tuesday Tales and a Picture is Worth 300 Words

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales.




A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific prompt each week. Most of the time we write to a certain word. This week we write to a picture prompt. I chose the General Store.   You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This will be an excerpt from my new yet-to-be-named WIP.












The old doors begged for a fresh coat of paint for mercy against the elements. Chipping pieces of wood pressed woefully against the glass panes of old windows cushioned inside the decaying frames. How there were no cracks or breaks, I’d never know. Then again, everything was built so much better back in the day. People took loving care using their hands to forge masterpieces using only hand tools and imagination. The tornado even spared this landmark. How ironic my husband wasn’t considered untouchable from Mother Nature, but, a structure was.
Closing my eyes, I shook my head, dumping the negativity …

Tuesday Tales and Being Strong When You're Weak

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales.




A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. This week we share the prompt "strong".  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This will be an excerpt from my new yet-to-be-named WIP.

Enjoy!~





High clouds stirred and brewed against darkening blue skies. The climbing heat combined with the humidity, thrusting against a high cap in the atmosphere. Spring had come to Oklahoma. We’d already had a few strong rains, but, thankfully no tornados. When the sprinkles began, my nerves shot up and I almost lost my shit. I took Ryan underground even when it wasn’t essential. My parents had a cellar they kept stocked with supplies. So, we had a good place to go in the event of another major storm. However, I frequented often, even when the clouds produced nothing more than blocking the sunshine.
Pulling onto the concrete drive, a flash of my former home …