THE INDISCRETION… Shapeshifting 13 #46


THE INDISCRETION… for Grammar Ghoul Press

The Father stared, “Harlot!” Bloom of cheeks gave them away.

Young Man shrank from his reach and the ferocious bloom raised in anger.

The Mother cried.

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I’ve been wanting to write a story for Suzanne for some time… here it is.  Tony asks for exactly 26 words, a story or poem using any form of the word “bloom.”  Reminds me a bit of the glorious days of Trifecta, except we get seven words less. Thanks to curator Tony Lovell for the prompt.  Shapeshifting 13 #46



  1. :  a mass of wrought iron from the forge or puddling furnace
  2. a bar of iron or steel hammered or rolled from an ingot
  3. a :  flower
    b :  the flowering state <the roses in bloom>
    c :  a period of flowering
  4. :  a state or time of beauty, freshness, and vigor


  • : to produce flowers

  • : to change, grow, or develop fully


The illustration of the Young Lovers is a painting by British Artist Pete Marsh


SPRING PLANTING… Friday Fictioneers


SPRING PLANTING… a drabble for FriFic

The phone rings in a brownstone in Chicago…

“Hi, Ethel, what’s up!”

“Spring!!! That’s what, Cheryl.”

“It’s 36 degrees out, what makes you think it’s Spring?”

“The landlady is planting flowers and she always does that on the first day of Spring.  But I don’t like her new planter.”

“What’s wrong with it?”

“It’s a porcelain throne, Cheryl!!!”

“What the hell are you talking about, Ethel? What’s a porcelain throne?”

“As if you’ve never hugged the Porcelain Throne, goody-two-shoes. It’s a commode. A loo.”

“For Christ’s sake, Ethel, speak English!”

“It’s a toilet, dammit! In front of my house!!!”


Ethel and Cheryl have returned to Friday Fictioneers!   Rochelle threatened to steal this photo from TedBook’s DAILY PICS, and it looks like she did!  To read more stories based on this photo or write one of your own, click on the frog.


俳句… HAIKU BOMBERS #2… St. Paddy’s Tacos

I first posted this story on March 15, 2012… I thought it would be fun to bring back for St. Pat’s Day 2016… it was one of my first attempts at writing a Haiku…

          Quill Shiv has a new Haiku writing prompt… A photo of Saint Patrick.  

My result:

                         You can make your own
                         corned beef, cabbage and salsa
                         at the taco bar.


Corned Beef and Cabbage Tacos… In 1986, back in my Restaurant Days, I went to work for Jerry Franco.  Jerry was a bit of a culinary impresario on the Sacramento restaurant scene.  He had just reopened the Town House on 21st Street, down the block from The Sacramento Bee newspaper.  The Town House had been a Mexican Food tradition and had been sitting empty for a few years after the owner retired.   Franco had opened in a blaze of glory, courting the news hounds and the denizens of California State Government. Having just left a job managing The Fabulous Fifties Cafe, I was ready to mingle with and serve adults.  So I went to work for Jerry as a waiter/bartender/manager.

It was a fun place to work, and we did some crazy promotions to try to make the Town House a success.  Big lunch business, big after-work bar business.  He kept a few Mexican items on the menu, along with the ‘Upscale Designer’ dishes he came up with.  Each Happy Hour, we featured a Taco Bar, where the patrons could make their own tacos, to wash down with their Martinis and G & T’s.  For me, that taco bar was a pain in the ass, since I had to leave the bar and run back to the kitchen to replenish the supplies.  But the tips were pretty good as long as the food held out.

Saint Patrick’s Day was coming up, and the Town House, along with every other bar and restaurant in Sacramento… no, in the United States… was looking for ways to make some money off one of our more important Drinking Holidays.  I had the bright idea to put corned beef and cabbage on our Taco Bar for the day.  Jerry agreed that it was a brilliant idea, and gave me full credit, in case it bombed.  Getting free publicity was not too difficult, since we always made sure to ‘take good care of’ certain writers from up the street.  Low and behold, we saw some nice mentions in the gossip and the What’s Going On In Town sections of the Bee the day before, and our Happy Hour was packed that St. Paddy’s Day.  In fact, two guys drove down from Hangtown at lunch time to try the CB&C Tacos.  I had to plead with the cook to make some for them.  At Happy Hour, the idea was well received, lots of new people came in, and best of all… Mr. Franco even stuck around to help stock the Taco Bar.
So, when I saw the photo prompt for this week’s Haiku… for some reason, I thought of those Corned Beef and Cabbage Tacos, and my days working at the Town House.
About four months later, I left for the Neon Restaurant Lights of Chicago.  I later heard that the Town House had closed and that Franco was the chef at a seafood joint in Cape Cod. Last time I was in SacTown, it was a gay bar.

King of the Mountain… Revisited

Repeating the story I wrote the first time this photo appeared at Friday Fictioneers, featuring our own Ironman… To read current stories of this photo prompt by Sean Fallon (he’s alive and well in Australia) click this frog…    

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Monochrome Madness: NIGHT FERRY





As Scene in Friday Harbor


Each week Leanne Cole PHOTOGRAPHY has a photo contest called Monochrome Madness.  This month’s theme is something like ‘Where You Are’.  This is our mode of transportation to and from where I am.  Check out her blog and see other Monochrome Masterpieces.  If you like to take photos, send Leanne one of yours.  (this actually is my entry in next week’s contest, we’ll see which photo she chooses)

Here are the photos in their original state…

Sunday Photo Fiction… BIRDBRAINS



Huffing and puffing, Cheryl never thought she’d be doing this.  Hated the outdoors, liked looking at it, just not being in it. It had all started with a phone call.

“Hello, Ethel.  Before you ask again, remember Caller ID.  What’s up?”

“Birds!  Let’s go Birding!!!”

“What in the hell are you talking about, Ethel?  What’s ‘Birding’?”

“It’s where you look at birds.  They’re really pretty, and you learn a lot.”

“Really?  Just what are we going to learn?  And how are you such an expert”

” I got a book at a yard sale, it’s all the rage now.  You go out in the woods and look at birds.  I’m going Saturday; please say you’ll come.”

So Cheryl, against her better judgment, agreed to go.

“Dammit, Ethel!  Slow down!  I don’t like this mud.   I see one more barbwire fence, I’m quitting.  Are you sure you know where we are?”

“Don’t be such a baby, of course, I know.”

“Well, all we’ve seen are brown birds, I haven’t learned a damn thing, and where’s the pretty ones in your book.  I need a coffee.”

“I don’t know; I thought we’d see them.  I think the road’s over there, I’m ready for coffee.”

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I don’t think I’ve done a Sunday Photo Fiction before.  My friend at Momus does and his will be SciFi, probably a star cruiser crashed in that field.  When I saw this photo prompt, a story started writing.  Go read Eric’s and the other SPF Stories also.

Friday Fictioneers… THE CHAIRS

Rochelle is turning back the Hands of Time at Friday Fictioneers. Called, taking the holidays off… well deserved I might add. So, I dug back into the TedBook Archives and found the story I did for this photo prompt by Jean L. Hays.  The date was December 28, 2012. Enjoy.

For my Friday Fictioneers friends, check out the original post at the bottom and see how many that commented are still with us.


THE CHAIRS… a Drabble for Friday Fictioneers

Chairs, or lack of… it was down to ergonomics now. Douglas had his proven recipes and even decided on the background music. But to lure people in, to clack away on the next Great American Novel, required comfort.  And, Doug planned big. Soon maybe the next Canterbury Tales or something for Bollywood, as he would go global with his empire.   Colors, fabrics, and shapes danced in his head, as did slogans, jingles, and logos.

The honking horn shattered his reverie. Doug slid open the window and put out his tip jar. The silver mini-van pulled up with his first customer.


A beautiful photo prompt this week by Rochelle‘s friend,  Jean Hays, who created the Ab Fab stained glass panel.  When I was in Sacramento, I lived on Fulton Ave.  I wonder what is at 708?  Maybe this coffee shop.  Here are the 2015 stories on this prompt…


To see my original story from 2012, I changed a little bit today, mostly punctuation… View Original Story

Friday Fictioneers… PARTYTIME…

Rochelle is turning back the Hands of Time at Friday Fictioneers. Called, taking the holidays off… well deserved I might add. So, I’m digging back into the TedBook Archives and bring out the post I did to this photo prompt byScott Vannatter. The date was December 20, 2012. Enjoy.For our Friday Fictioneers, check out the original post at the bottom and see how many that commented are still with us.

For our Friday Fictioneers, check out the original post at the bottom and see how many that commented are still with us.

Here’re more stories on this prompt…  FridayFictioneers



Debra was a bundle of nerves. Her first party.

Janet and Rich had been over for Pinochle, but that wasn’t really a party. And strip poker one night, not a party… a disaster.

The ashtrays were out and the wine punch made. Scott had cut up the Velveeta and artfully stacked it on a tray. She was finally using the cut glass crystal they had collected, two plates at a time every Saturday night.

All the ladies had arrived, and her card table displayed the featured attraction. Time to get started.

“Hello, my name is Michelann… and this is Tupperware.”


This week, our FriFicMuse Rochelle, has tempted us with a photo taken in the kitchen of  Scott Vannatter… to see other stories, maybe with Scott’s cat, check out these Fictioneers.

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Earl Tupper Earl Tupper


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A Little (One) Shopping


Who’s that taking a peek in the Shoppe?  Must smell some treats.

This week’s entry in Leanne Cole PHOTOGRAPHY’S photo contest called Monochrome Madness.  You may have seen this photo before in Full Color… not this time.  The theme… ‘Christmas where you are.’

Garden Angel

TedBook's DAILY PICS...


Each week, Leanne Cole PHOTOGRAPHY has a photo contest called Monochrome Madness.  This week’s theme is Christmas Angels.  I have a Guardian Angel in my garden, so I added a Christmas ornament to make it a Christmas Angel.

In order to comply with the Monochrome Madness theme, I removed the color… I wish I was clever enough to put the red in the ball… but I’m not.

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To see more Angels by Leanne’s friends around the world…    Christmas Angels

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