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Pileated
I was stuck in traffic, and I was going to be late again. I berated myself for not leaving earlier. Staring ahead, I could only see miles of vehicles. Changing the radio to AM 2375 to listen to the traffic report, I began impatiently thrumming my fingers on the steering wheel.
By Mother Combs11 months ago in Humor
Immersive Art
Unlocking my front door, I entered my apartment and slammed the door as hard as I could. I was sent home early from work because I was placed on administrative leave for the third time this year, and it was only March. Well, at least it was still with pay, but one more infraction for whatever reason this quarter, and human resources told me they’d have to terminate my employment. To say I was pissed was an understatement, though.
By Mother Combs11 months ago in Humor
Promises for Tomorrow
ViM's long-awaited March Prompt - Promises for Tomorrow - is here! We appreciate the patience everyone showed while we prepared for this exciting challenge! Now, with no further fanfare, so you don't have to wait any longer, here's the challenge!
By Mother Combs12 months ago in Writers
Cotton Candy
After getting off work, I headed to the nearest bus stop. I had worked the rare overnight shift, so I was ready to head home and crawl into bed. Unfortunately, that wasn’t in the cards today. As I came to the bus stop, my bus was going through the red light on the corner of the block. I had missed the bus to my side of town, and it would be another hour before another one would come by heading that way.
By Mother Combs12 months ago in Humor
So the Story Goes on and on and on and Skewed Right, Then Cleft Down the Middle
Part One by JBaz Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six ⬇️⬇️⬇️ The group continued on foot for over an hour. Carl and Jaylene carried Denny and Jenny, while Adam received a piggyback ride from Thomas. Agent “Don’t call me Rance” Cochran led the way, carrying Felix inside his carrier. Carl soon saw why they had to go in on foot; the nearer they walked to the Big Blue River, the muckier the ground became.
By Mother Combs12 months ago in Fiction
So the Story Goes on and on and on and Skewed Right
Part One by JBaz Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five⬇⬇⬇ They’d returned to the interstate after driving through a few red lights on the side streets, and Special Agent Cochran sped to Bentonville, where they quickly switched SUVs. The Ford Expedition they had been forced to choose had much less space than the Suburban, and with its bright red paint, the Ford stood out.
By Mother Combs12 months ago in Fiction
