Friday, 18 September 2015

Friday Phrases: Collection No. 3: Winter 2014

Another dose of my Friday Phrases!

If you don’t know what Friday Phrases happens to be …

Every Friday, writers (or anyone so inclined) come up with a 140-character or less micro fiction, slap on a FP hashtag, and share it with the Twitterverse. There are weekly themes, however those are optional. The imagination involved is truly limitless. Well, except when it comes to pornography/erotica or promoting your own work. You'll need some other Twitter outlet for that. (But don't worry, there’s a lot!)

Check it out, make some friends, and be thoroughly entertained!

See below for my Winter 2014 Collection!



December 12th, 2014

He exhumes her. His hands sink into the wet sand, tears into the foliage, brushes the grit from her stony eyes. The goddess' idol stirs. #FP

He pulls her in, fantasy embracing a lonesome reality. She sinks into the phantasm, empty and eternally unfulfilled. #FP

She leans against the wall, breath shallow, blood flowing. Vision failing. But she sees him, backlit, taking her fading light. #FP

My reflection crooks a finger. I lean in. It pulls me into the mirror so I can get a good look at myself, fractured & distorted. #FP


December 19th, 2014

He picked at his teeth. It was a bad habit, but was there a better way to dislodge the fresh, sinewy meat of his kill? #FP #ProbablyFloss


January 9th, 2015

He pressed against a back corner of the closet, watching her strip her flesh, muscles, & veins in the boudoir. A skeletal hand beckoned. #FP


January 23rd, 2015

What if it wasn't just a cruel tease? Every brush of skin. Every kiss. Every promise. #FP

It leans forward, looking at me through the layer of ice overtop the lake. I pound against the frozen transparency, screaming bubbles. #FP


February 20th, 2015

It invaded the village, pretending to want the children. What it truly wanted was a hero born of desperate measures. #FP

Flames licked the windows. Hands pounded against the glass, black smoke obscuring their owners. Smokey Bear dropped the matches & ran. #FP

She leaned forward, breath baited, staring into his eyes. "What?" He blinked. She flushed, turning away. "Nothing!" #FP


February 27th, 2015

Exhaustion. He falls to his knees, the sand a hot, dry sea. Squinting, he looks up, knowing the distant salvation he sees is a mirage. #FP


Feel free to check out Fall and Summer 2014!

Spring 2015 will be up shortly.

Thanks and take care!



  1. This is a really creative ides and an interesting way to make interaction on twitter.

    1. Yeah! It's a great way to network and get the creative juices flowing.