My "bump" was in 2016 when, aged 48, I suffered a stroke. This blog charts my recovery. (Header clipart licensed by pngguru.com.)
For Fandango’s Story Starter #16, where we build something around the following phrase:
I remember going to Stevie’s house. It pays to be “in” with him, seeing as how he’s a starting linebacker for the school team. And all those cheerleaders… wow!
Plus, his buddy Zak. What a guy! He told me that those red tabs would give me superpowers, and boy, did he deliver!
Continue reading “Chocks Away”For Fandango’s Story Starter #15, where we build something around the following phrase:
For the shy introvert Phoebe, the new job was the first rung on the ladder. She had finished school with a well-developed set of ideals, and a first job at the charity Pro-Choice had made her feel that she might start to make a difference.
Continue reading “A Charged Atmosphere”For Fandango’s Story Starter #14, where we build something around the following phrase:
In the pitch dark, I hold my pocket torch between my teeth. It is better that way, as my hands remain free. I close my mouth slightly and the torch responds to the extra pressure. It casts only a dim hint of a glow from a tiny bulb, the size of a pinhead. That is exactly what I want, though. In my line of work, it doesn’t pay to attract unwanted scrutiny. And besides, it is enough to make out the vast array of coats enveloping me, and importantly, the light switch, plus a fire alarm, on the wall.
Continue reading “Anonymous”For Fandango’s Story Starter #13, where we build something around the following phrase:
She was born with a whimper. A simple result of physics, as her mass became too great, her bonds too weak. Slowly, gently, she slipped away from her mother, destined for her solitary life of adventure.
Continue reading “The Drifter”For Fandango’s Story Starter #12, where we build something around the following phrase:
This phrase had obvious financial connotations for me, so I deliberately veered in another direction.
He hated this time of year. As if the incessant bullying at school wasn’t bad enough, in late July, after school had finished, the pea-sized Brian had once again been coerced by his parents into attending the annual Scout jamboree, a week spent camping at the distant Burley Marsh camp site. A chance for the scouts to hone their outdoor skills.
Continue reading “Smug”For Fandango’s Story Starter #11, where we build something around the following phrase:
For Fandango’s Story Starter #10, where we build something around the following phrase:
For Fandango’s Story Starter #8, where we build something around the following phrase:
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