The following story is a work of *fanfiction first written and published online in 2008. It was inspired by the movie Dear Frankie, available for viewing or purchase on Amazon. Enjoy, comment, share. ~KRB Stay They left the pub to not so quiet whispers and knowing lecherous winks, which earned the clever winkers a “what…
Category: Fiction Archives
Legacy posts saved from the vault. Formerly categorized as Random Acts of Fiction. Short Stories, Series stories, Inside the Writer’s Studio Interviews.
You Gotta Have Friends, An Excerpt from “Eden’s Fall”
“Oh my god! That car nearly hit a cab!” Someone by the windows yelled, obviously a tourist. The natives merely raised the volume on their conversations to be heard over the horns and yelling. “Probably just Kenna Duck Dodgering through traffic.” Candace said, craning her head around just in case it was an actual incident….
“It Was A Dark And Stormy Night”
After “Once upon a time…”, that’s possibly one of the most famous first lines in fiction. A great first line will get me every time, whether it’s a novel, a biography, a blog article or a Facebook post. Maybe it’s my journalism background from the time when the lede was all-important: who, what, when, where…
Interlude — The Last
My co-writers have shamed me by continuing to post thought provoking and entertaining articles, while I on the other hand have been lollygaggin’. Anyone who has been reading this short story has been mistreated by me with the long absences between installments, and I beg forgiveness. This last piece has been long in coming, not…
Interlude – Part 4
Dear, patient S S & S readers, I beg your forgiveness for dropping off the planet for the past several months. I have found it difficult to locate my muse, or the heart, to be honest, to want to write — especially about romance and passion. But. Slowly but surely I’m coming out of my…
Interlude – Part 3
The tumbler of fine, single malt dangling from his fingertips was poised halfway to his lips. He’d been keeping only half an eye aimed toward the lift on the off chance she’d decided to accept his invitation. The ancient elevator doors opened with a muffled groan and a woman paused for a moment before stepping…
Interlude – Part 2
What were the odds, really? Audra did a mental head shake as she wheeled her suitcase and computer bag into the lobby of the boutique hotel she’d picked for her getaway, for the very reason that it wasn’t one generally favored by the hordes of tourists coming to Monte Carlo to see or be seen…
Interlude – Part 1
This is the first installment of a short story I’m working on. I hope it’s actually going somewhere. **************** “Buon giorno,” Audra said to the young mother with two small children already seated in the private train compartment. And that, she told herself, exhausts my conversational Italian. The other young woman murmured something in reply,…
Chosen Family
Well, we did say that the blogging would be thin during the month of NaNoWriMo (aka November). I can report that K.R. Brorman, S.A. Young and I have all been writing like fiends and making significant progress not only toward the NaNo goal of 50,000 words each in a month, but also on the book…
Saved For A Rainy Day
She’d found them in the original box buried in her grandmother’s closet when she was only thirteen. Gran had waved a hand when asked about them, but she could swear she saw her grandmother blush before turning back to her vegetable garden. It was hard to imagine the woman now in faded elastic waist jeans,…