#1MinFiction: Make love by the campfire

#1MinFiction photo prompt from Cyranny’s Cove

I don’t doubt that he will set the forest on fire, so I send him to gather firewood while I fan the flames.

When he returns, he suggests I take all my clothes off.

“Hot innit?”

I’m not amused, but he has a way of loosening me up, especially when he changes into his gray sweatpants.

© Nortina Simmons 

Butcher

The thought of it makes me laugh—

It’s really not funny. But laughing keeps me from doing something far more terrifying. So I fold my lips into an expressionless grin that’s reminiscent of a time before animated emojis—

Colon. Closed parenthesis

while he hacks away at the shoulder with a meat cleaver, and blood splatters my face.

#1MinFiction: Reminders

I’ve ignored his calls for two weeks. But he’s persistent.

“I don’t want to lead him on.”

“But he’s such a nice guy.”

I don’t know what it is, but he reminds me of my ex, who was emotionally abusive, manipulative, who stalked me during and after the relationship, called me again and again, said I’d be stupid to end things with him, because he’s such a nice guy…

I turn off my phone.

—Nortina


Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a story in one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided. Last Monday’s prompt was a bit repetitive… again and again

 

#1MinFiction: Thanksgiving Calories Don’t Count

Grandma hobbles around the kitchen, fixing everyone’s plate.

She’s deep fried the cornbread, and the turkey. The yams are mostly sugar. So is everything else on the table.

“A salad?” she says, hand on her hip. “Girl, don’t you know Thanksgiving calories don’t count?”

“Thanks, but no thanks, Grandma.”

I’d rather have both my feet than diabetes.

—Nortina


Do you follow the #ThanksgivingClapBack memes on social media? I imagine that last line could easily be one of them, though I wouldn’t dare say it to my Grandma. By the way, she has both her feet. 😉

Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a story in one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided. All November, I’m giving you Thanksgiving-themed prompts. Today’s prompt is thanks, but no thanks

#MicroMondays: Road Rage

“Why must you yell at traffic?” says my wife, who insisted we drive thirteen hours.

Because this is all so stupid.”

word count: 21

—Nortina


To my readers in the States, will you be traveling for Thanksgiving this week? Whether you’re driving or flying, you should expect delays. So try not to get too frustrated. This is a time to be “thankful” after all.

Written for #MicroMondays, click here for challenge details, and here to read more “stupid” tales at 21 words. 

#1MinFiction: Acquired Taste

“Pass the dutch, young blood.”

Uncle Ted takes a drag, holds it in, eases into the lawn chair next to me.

“Your mama burned the turkey. And you know Betty can’t cook no damn mac and cheese.” He inhales again, passes it to me. “This might make it taste better.”

I shake my head. “You forget, old man. I’ve lived with her my whole life, been smoking half of it.” I puff, breath, puff again.

“It doesn’t.”

—Nortina


Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a story in one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided. All November, I’m giving you Thanksgiving-themed prompts. Today’s prompt is pass the…

#MicroMondays: School Guidance Counselor

Lotti silently hands me this week’s progress report:

Language Arts: D-

A note at the bottom of the page:

I doubt she’ll be able to pass the oral portion of my class when she does not speak.

Lotti hasn’t uttered a word since witnessing her mother’s brutal murder, when she learned good and bad do exist.

I fear she’s still learning.

word count: 61

—Nortina


Written for #MicroMondays, click here for challenge details, and here to read more “good and bad” tales at 61 words. 

#MicroMondays: First to Die

“Scared?”

No, but there was a criminal out there. Jocks and popular girls always die first, usually together.

“It’d be cool to go while doing it.”

Swallow your words. I hear the chainsaw.

word count: 33

—Nortina


Written for #MicroMondays, click here for challenge details, and here to read more “criminal” tales at 33 words. 

Also inspired by today’s #1MinFiction slasher prompt. What are some of your favorite slasher movies?