grouchy bastard drives the good humor ice cream truck and bitches about everything under the sun
Tag: One Sentence Fiction
One Sentence Story
Watching life go by in the rear view mirror.
3:00 A.M. ~ Quick Fiction
A hot and humid night in the city. People without a/c, having a hard time trying to get any sleep. Some of them choose to go outside, sitting on the stoops at 3:00 a.m. They see there are quite a few of their fellow citizens, doing the same thing. Talking and watching the few cars and trucks pass their homes. After a while some will go back inside, and give sleep another try, knowing in a couple of hours, some will be off to their jobs, and others call in sick.
One Sentence
She’s 88 years old, and she is by all means peaches and cream, with a dollop of whip cream on top.
One Sentence
Even though it is still winter, spring cleaning has begun.
One Sentence
Let’s get along, for no other reason than to get along.
One Liner
All ye caffeine junkies, drink up, and get wired.
One Sentence Fiction
He’s known as the ‘why’ man, for he is always asking the why of everything.
One Sentence Fiction
She’s savoring the all around beauty, of the numerous wild flowers.
One Sentence Fiction
She lives in a household full of mad, whacked-out people.
Six Word Story
Living the life of a nomad.
Six Word Story
Her Sunday breakfast special, soupy pancakes.
Six Word Story
The daily daydreamers bus has arrived.
One Sentence Fiction
Willie and Wilma are at the kitchen table, drinking day-old brewed coffee, and both are wondering why it tastes like shit.
One Sentence Fiction
She’s basking in the fake sun, reading fake news, and working on her fake tan.
One Sentence Fiction
Agnes, the goddess of children’s story telling.
Short Story
She said, your hearing me, but not listening. He said, oh.
Quick Fiction
He never does what the play book says to do. Just wings it, and hopes for the best out come.
One Sentence Fiction #14
She sleeps soundly on a mattress filled with stiff straw.
Short Story
He said, “Oh shit.” She told him to watch his mouth. So for the rest of the day, he looked into the hand held mirror, never to put it down.
A Pondering Mind 