photo courtesy of Ronda Del Boccio Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Ronda for the photo. HIGH FLIER ‘ I’m pleased to be launching this extraordinary Sky High Experience today, created by Toby Miles. I am sure... Continue Reading →
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Ted Strutt for his photo prompt. PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Click the frog for adventures in literature! RAVE ON ‘Tina what’s this wreck of a picnic... Continue Reading →
PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to CEayr for the photo WANTED Where’s roadie Ted gone ? We need him now ! Our gig starts in 10 minutes. He’s lurking behind the synthesizer…Ted what... Continue Reading →
Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle, photo prompt by Jan Wayne Fields COLOURS I stare at the monotone slate sky beyond my 10th floor apartment, dragged down by the grey rain, blurring even the red, amber, green gum-drop... Continue Reading →
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and for the mysterious photo prompt A CLUE What is that Leo ? A meat safe maybe, Dot .. Or a piece of space junk ? ‘Have a heart’ Leo I just... Continue Reading →
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Dale Rogerson for the photo prompt Last Call ‘Hi Suzie, checked in my bags…sorry I went in a rush. So many people here, can’t breathe’.. ‘How can you leave... Continue Reading →
Thank-you Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to CE ayr for the prompt photo Feral Supremo Look at me I'm Paolo, my beady orange eyes stare back at you. My feet livid pink toes missing, my neck grey green, the bird... Continue Reading →
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Jeff Arnold for his lovely photo prompt. REMEMBER Remember, there was the buzz of the theatre bar, in the interval, happy gossip, press of bodies. Times in the... Continue Reading →
Click the Frogs to join the fun! Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Douglas M Mcillroy for the photo prompt. ISOLATION I take in the empty city-scape below me. Day twenty of isolation. I dream of sharing a... Continue Reading →
