• Welcome to Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Tonight’s drabble is “Make-A-Wish”. It’s just a fun drabble, not scary or gory.

    If you are new to the Party, this is my weekly release of a free PDF drabble for everyone to enjoy.

    If you are a long time subscriber/reader of the Party then welcome back! Try the bean dip, it’s delish!

    So, enough of my witty banter, let’s get to the Party!

    Cheers y’all!

    Make-A-Wish

    Disclaimer: Wishes can be fun! They don’t have to be filled with loopholes or dead sons rising from the grave to knock on your door in the middle of the night while you desperately try to wish them away because you thought a primate’s severed hand would be a good thing to have!

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    It’s already Friday? Holy Snoochy Boochies!

    Well, tonight, just to show I’m not all about violence and blood and gore and icky stuff, I have a whimsical drabble titled, “Heartbreak Meadows”.

    Now, I know most people wouldn’t consider the term “Heartbreak” to be filled with whimsy, but compared to homicidal robots, freaky aliens or just sick and twisted everyday folk, this is whimsy. WHIMSY I SAY!

    So kick back, relax and enjoy the next minute or so.

    Cheers!

    Heartbreak Meadows

    Disclaimer: Feelings of longing and nostalgia may occur. Feelings of nausea or disgust may occur also. And spots, tiny red spots on you forearms and back. I don’t know why, but you better see a doctor soon. I’m not kidding, you don’t want this stuff to spread.

  • It’s above freezing here in WNC! Know why?

    Because Friday Night Drabble Party is sooooo hot! Tssss! (That was me licking my finger and touching my butt. It sizzled.)

    So, in honor of the quite-not-here-yet Spring, I give you “Flavored Arch”.

    Yes, it has a rainbow in it. No, there aren’t any unicorns.

    Enjoy!

    Flavored Arch

    Disclaimer: Since there aren’t any unicorns in this drabble, no unicorns were harmed in the writing of this story. I did eviscerate a few rainbows until I got it just right, though. Oh, and I may have stepped on a bunny, but it was the bunny’s own damn fault…