“Hey, Mesa!” I looked over at the sound of my name. At the time, I was carrying a heavy crate of bottles for the old shop owner who was clearing a cluttered bench to accommodate the burden. On the step outside the open shop door, our letter carrier in her stark green and white … Continue reading The “Mesa” Story – The Beginning
"You make so much trouble for him," Mrs Journ scolded the three female warriors who collapsed into chairs of various tables around the empty dining area of her small inn. With her braided hair bound tall in a silver mountain, the proprietress shook a large wooden spoon at each of them. "You should be ashamed … Continue reading For the Quest!
Flanked by two hardback wheeled suitcases at either ankle, Gaston waited on the curb, watching the families from the surrounding low income area enjoy the sunbathed park across the narrow street. Behind him loomed an aged apartment complex---a concrete eyesore---which had been his home for the past ten years while he worked, attended university, and … Continue reading First Day of Summer
Oh man, I am so far behind on PagesOfFiction's prompts (It's December already?!!). Recently I've been working on short story gifts to family, and then was somehow distracted by my paranormal private investigator series, and by Villainy. But, on to the remainder of this past month's prompts. The Last Ones! Write about the autumn leaves. … Continue reading The Last Prompts from November
Duri Rolvsson 