Written for Violet’s challenge where she has
asked us to include the following quote
into our writing: “A dog has lots of friends
because it wags its tail and not its tongue.”
Here’s my response to the challenge.
Tag: Noir
Brothers Malone: The Break
Our friend Fandango and I share a fascination with
noir crime and detective stories. He recently wrote
a story called “Five Years Later”; it was great and
I was hooked. If you haven’t read his story, click the
link above. I noticed his MC and a character I have
previously written about share the same last name.
My imagination kicked in and I asked Fan if he’d
mind if I wrote a story that intertwined with his;
he said to go for it. Here it is …. longer than my usual
so make yourselves comfortable and enjoy the read.
Dirk Malone, PI: The Ice Princess
Written for Esther’s “Can You Tell A Story In” –
#313, exactly 61 words using these six prompt
words: ‘baby’, ‘ice-skating’, ‘album’, ‘salad’,
‘fright’, and ‘camera’. Here’s my 61-word flash.
When The Cat’s Away: Thursday Inspiration
Written for Thursday Inspiration #306 – “Alabama”.
This is my response to the challenge.
Dirk Malone, PI: The Snitch
Written for Esther’s “Can You Tell A Story In” – #312,
exactly 77 words using these 7 prompt words:
wishy-washy’, ‘marshmallow’, ‘impound’,
‘eagle’, ‘violin’, ‘balcony’, and ‘roster’.
Here’s my flash in 77 words.
Lying Lips
Written for Fandango’s Story Starter #219.
This is my story, using Fandango’s opening line.
Living Large
Written for Shweta’s Saturday Six Word Story
Prompt #135 – ‘dream’ and for Only Murders In
My Mind Weekly Writing Prompt using the photo
below for inspiration. This is my six word story.
Losing It
Our gracious host, Rochelle, at Friday Fictioneers
asks us to use the photo below as inspiration
to write creatively in 100 words or less while
making every word count. This is my flash.
The Caper: A Six
Written for Six Sentence Story where we are
challenged to incorporate the prompt word “move”
into a story of exactly six sentences. Here’s my six.
He looked real good so I made my move and walked right up to him, kissing him long and hard on the lips. He pulled me close, groaning as his hands slid up my dress and I could tell he was more than happy to see me, if you get my drift.
“Listen, baby”, he said sotto voce, “I had a nice gig dealing at a casino up in Buffalo and I made some serious moola running a fool-proof scam; I’m dealing here tonight so if you and me were to double up, we could make a killing.”
It sounded dangerous and exciting. I nibbled his ear and reached between his legs, giving him an approving squeeze, and whispered “I’m in”.
“Work first, then I’ll show you how much I missed you” he promised as I knocked on the door; the peephole opened and immediately slid closed, then the door cracked an inch and we were quickly ushered into a back room heavy with the scent of leather, cigars and money.
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