Photo Challenge: Off-Season

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Off-Season.”

Domestic flight ©mk17design

Domestic flight ©mk17design

Discord

In response to The Daily Post’s photo challenge: “Broken.”

Discord ©mk17design

Discord ©mk17design

Nope.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Impossibility.”

A collection of re-written mini stories I heard / read from someone else / somewhere else. Feel free to claim if it’s originally yours. Unless the one I made. Feel free to guess which one is.

Will add more when I find a good one.
Especially the ones that makes you go “NOPE.”
…or just a “No. Way.”


1. Nightmare
‘I can’t sleep,’ she said, climbing into my bed.
I woke up the next morning holding the dress she’s buried in.


2. Doors
In the last 10 years I’ve lived in this house,
I have closed more doors than I’ve opened.


3. Monsters
Seek for the monsters.
Under your bed,
in the closet,
behind the bushes,
but never look up.
It doesn’t like to be seen.


4. Girl, Interrupted
My daughter couldn’t stop screaming every night.
Not even after I told her it was only a nightmare from the gravestone


5. First date
‘Don’t say that,’ he laughed, ‘I have the heart of a little boy.’
Little did she know that he kept it in a jar on his desk.

Silver Linings

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt.
A rather snippet-ish sequel to this just because.
May the 4th be with you!
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In many cases, this shouldn’t be fine.

The car reeked of cigarette smoke mixed with the sickening sweetness of perfume and bitter ether. I wasn’t sure what the worst part in this scene is – that, or the fact that I’ve gotten used to it (no idea about the drunkard who joined me in the back seat this time though).

I sighed, leaning on the pile of things that was my bag and a bunch of papers from work in the middle of the backseat. Those, and a laptop. Not really comfortable. Nevertheless it’s the second most huggable thing in the vehicle after the fluffy neck pillow was snatched by that person leaning on the opposite door. Glancing aside, there’s no telling if he really passed out or just too nauseous to even budge. Not my business – I decided so as I tried to ignore the road bumps testing my skill in holding back those bottles of 19%.

Wasn’t sure why I agreed on another night of senseless drinking either.

The first time gave me a hard time in the morning. The second and third, then fourth and fifth were total damage to what’s left of my dignity. I lost count – and memories – after the sixth but so far I hadn’t found another half-filled Jägermeister in my bag. Which is… good. I think. But let’s forget about the fact that I still couldn’t hold my liquor that well because it started to feel so… good. Good. Good. Good. There’s no other word for it.

Funny thoughts led me to a slumber – and they became good friends until the traffic noise roared all of sudden.
Somebody opened the window.
I might be hearing wrong but it might’ve been a retch following after.
What do you know? For once I wasn’t the only one with a weak stomach.

Slightly awake but not enough to sit up straight, an amused grin crept across my face as I shifted – my head bumping against… something. I peeked and looked up just to find his drowsy face looking straight ahead, his sleeve messing with my hair as the car hit another bump and shook its passengers. Rather rudely. Setting it aside, I closed my eyes and snuggled, for the umpteenth time feeling the week’s lasting doubts, fears, and haunting thoughts flew out the open window along with my consciousness.

In many cases, this shouldn’t be fine.
But for now… it is.

Photo challenge: Intricate

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Intricate.”

God is in the details ©mk17design

God is in the details ©mk17design

Photo challenge: Motion

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Motion.”

Furballs in motion ©mk17design

Furballs in motion ©mk17design

Photo Challenge: Afloat

In response to The Daily Post’s photo challenge: “Afloat.”
Here’s a doodle to keep the memories of people I cared about. Stay afloat.

In memoriam ©mk17design

In memoriam ©mk17design