Just Desserts by Dyane Forde (Christmas story)


Just Desserts

He’s here.

The clattering on the rooftop followed by the clomping of heavy boots confirms it. After a flurry of grunting and neighing and the stamping of cloven hooves, the commotion on the roof falls silent. I must give the man credit. Sweet-faced and dolled up in red, white and black, the apple-cheeked hypocrite has trained them well. The team of massive, horned beasts cower at his every whim. Continue reading

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A Desiccated Christmas by Vanessa Wright


Sweat was running down his back in rivulets and pooled in his underwear. Christmas in the Southern hemisphere at an awesome 37 degrees, dressed in a red velvet suit, white beard, tasselled hat and black boots. He surveyed the manically shopping populace from his fake golden throne.  The true spirit of Christmas was painted on their faces in garish colours as they rushed to and fro. Santa Claus was his name and boosting sales his Continue reading

Pixie Dust, Boots and Reindeer by Linzé Brandon


Accolade sat back in the chair and parked her motorbike boots on the desk. Eye-balling the fresh vodka martini with a grin, she relaxed and took an appreciative sip.

“‘Twas the night before Christmas,” she quoted and settled her shoulders back, “and I am going to get rip roaring drunk.”

Pursing her lips, she held up the glass and toasted her boots. “My wish for Christmas this Continue reading

Writing Prompts for the Upcoming Week December 9th


Hi everyone! 🙂 It’s Adrianna. I thought I’d throw in some writing prompts of my own, since I hadn’t as of yet. You know me and my sick sense of humor LOL. Let me know if you can think of anything. There is NOT a word minimum, 😀 so your stories or poems can be 200 words, 500 or 5,000+. I hope everyone is having fun preparing for the holidays. The air outside is fresh, the snow is falling and streams of decorations light the nights. (sigh) Hope you have a safe and pleasant holiday ahead of you.

Prompts: 

1)   Death fell onto the city, homes collapsed and nothing remained except and ash from the burning bodies. An orphaned child pushed his way through the destroyed house, Continue reading