PHOTO PROMPT © Ceayr BEATS COFFEE © Kelvin M. Knight, 2019 Weather was fun. This midlife revelation rocked Andrew. For too long he’d accepted the blueness of his position: his perfectionism; his workaholic nature; his awkwardness in social situations; his loneliness. This morning there were no storm clouds. Today the sun was glorious and Andrew’s … Continue reading BEATS COFFEE
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz BACK IN TIME by Kelvin M. Knight The engine was gone yet the bonnet was still warm. PI Kowalski moved his hands away. Despite the warmth he saw nothing. Cars were tricky, yet it wasn’t that. He touched the trees nearby. Zilch. This wasn’t right. He’d misplaced his abilities before … Continue reading BACK IN TIME
PHOTO PROMPT © Nick Allen He lubricated this cog and that, knowing he’d performed these actions countless times, but unsure why. Duty, maybe, dictating he keep these cogs turning smoothly? Listening to the whirring sounds become a symphony, he hobbled to the next shaft, then the next. With every step he yearned to remember, yet … Continue reading OILING THE WIND
The following story was written in response to Rochelle's FridayFictioneers photo prompt. This week's PHOTO PROMPT © Yvette Prior SYMPOSIUMS by Kelvin M. Knight Every time Roland went to one of these events he drank too much coffee. To keep awake, he supposed. It never worked. He always dozed off after a lunch he wouldn’t … Continue reading SYMPOSIUMS
The following story was written in response to Rochelle's FridayFictioneers photo prompt. This week's PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll THESE BELLS by Kelvin M. Knight He purchased this ornate clock because it reminded him of church. The look and feel of this wood was identical to the pews, whose ornate carvings reached out to the … Continue reading THESE BELLS
The following story was written in response to Rochelle's FridayFictioneers photo prompt. This week's PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll THOSE BELLS by Kelvin M. Knight This clock reminded him of that church. The wood was identical to those pews. The carvings were the flourishes on that stonework. And those bells, clanging and clonking whenever, wherever, … Continue reading THOSE BELLS
The following story was written in response to Rochelle's FridayFictioneers photo prompt. This week's PHOTO PROMPT © Gah Learner EXPLORERS by Kelvin M. Knight She knew the way. Through this darkness that once was light. This coldness that would burn her. This emptiness which filled her. Eventually, that misshapen orb of whiteness, hanging, floating. Visceral beauty … Continue reading EXPLORERS
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