Inside the Mind of Isadora


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Friday Fictioneers – One Rainy Night

Rain obscured the dark Georgia back road. Rita squinted as she drove the unfamiliar stolen truck. She had no choice but to meet this challenge head-on.

A man in a white coat, a hitchhiker, jumped in front of the truck. She slid while braking on the rainy road. Pulling the door handle and hitting the window, he shouted, “I need help. My car broke down”. 

“Are you a doctor from the asylum?” escaped psychotic Rita asked.

“Right, the hospital. The escaped murderous scoundrel lied while chuckling inside.”

Two strangers, one rainy night, might be in for a gripping ride. 

2024©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre:Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©RogerBultot

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Crimson Creative #280 – The Tenant

Shaking his head, Sam couldn’t believe what he’d bought at auction. 

Frost was on the ground; more to come tomorrow. No outdoor work ’til Spring.

How’s he going to flip the Strokov House with its blackened reputation? What was he thinking?

Mrs. Strokov had rented the house with her small salary at the fabric shop. Mr. Strokov would soon follow from Russia. 

That morning, she argued fiercely with her daughter. 

“You will testify against that teacher who shamed and violated you.”

 “No, Mama’, Marta wailed. “I beg you”.

“We have pride”.

That night, from the rafters, she hung her anguish.

2024©Isadora DeLaVega

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Crimson Creative Challenge – #280

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Genre: Flash Fiction

Photo Prompt: Crispina Kemp

Word Count: 100 words

*****I wrote this story in April, 2015 for Mental Health Day in October. It was well-received. I often write about mental illness and the misunderstanding and consequences of the disease. This activism began after my grandson’s suicide.

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Friday Fictioneers – Alone on the Beach

Roberta sat in her lounge chair on the beach every day. 

The sun warmed her aching bones. 

Mandy, said it was good for her health to sit out in the sun everyday.

Why?  I miss my Henry. 

The beach condo was our retirement home. His presence is everywhere. 

Traveling and gazing at the sunset every night was our plan. Now, it’s just a place. 

Bright glittering spots shone as she lay there.

Henry? I miss you.

She could hear him call to her. 

 Soon, Roberta, we’ll be together.

Mandy called out. It’s time for lunch, Mom. 

Happily, Roberta joined Henry. 

2024©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre:Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©RochelleWisoff-Fields

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WDYS #228 – One Woman

@unsplash©Paul Berry

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Love is a canvas painted by you

Colorful rainbows and hues

Strong and bold, I come to see

You are a woman yearning to be free

Love is a fabric embroidered by you

Each strand placed with a message

Loud and clear to hear

I am a woman, defiantly sturdy

Ready to capture my freedom

To be one woman 

2024©Isadora DeLaVega

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One Woman: A Song for UN Women

International Women;s Day  – March 8 , 2024

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Genre: Poetry

Photo Credit: Paul Berry@Unsplash


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Friday Fictioneers – Guella’s House

Friday nights were always the same. It was like church every week, except it was Guella’s house.

She was the matriarch to 11 children. After work, everyone gathered at her house for dinner. Ann, her spinster daughter, helped her.

Auntie would send the grandkids to the bedroom to watch television. We sat on the floor. 

“I don’t want to come in here and see anyone on the bed.”

After dinner, we returned to the bedroom for more television and combat among the boy cousins. Being too loud was cause for reprimands. 

But the adults sang, danced, and talked for hours. 

2024©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre:Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©FleuerLind

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Crimson Creative #276 – I Am

Look at me
You may think you see who I am
But you’ll never know me
Every day, it’s as if I play a part
Now, I see
If I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool my heart
Who is that girl I see staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show
Who am I inside?
I am now in a world,
where I have to hide my heart,
And what I believe in
But, somehow, I will show the world
What’s inside my heart
And be loved for who I am
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I don’t know?
Must I pretend that I’m someone else all the time?
When will my reflection show
Who I am?

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*****These are song lyrics on an album by pop singer Christina Aguillera. 

She sang the song ‘Reflections’ in the Disney film ‘Moulan’.

2024©Isadora DeLaVega

I Am (Krishan Liquid Mix) ~ Nirinjan Kaur

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Crimson Creative Challenge – #276

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These are song lyrics on an album by pop singer Christina Aguillera. 

She sang the song ‘Reflections’ in the Disney film ‘Moulan’.

Genre: Flash Fiction Poetry

Photo Prompt: Crispina Kemp


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Friday Fictioneers – Olympic Dream

Irina awoke at 5 a.m.

Early morning hours on the ice were best. She could practice her twirls and jumps without distractions.

“You sacrifice so much for us,” Mama said.

“No, skating is my life.” I said. “I want to go to the Olympics.”

Skating was Irina’s dream from the time she could walk. 

“I  will bring home a gold medal. I will make you proud. Our lives will be better.”

In 2024, Irina was on the Olympic roster. 

With stargazed eyes, she skated onto the ice. 

While executing the very difficult triple jump, she fell to her death. 

2024©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre:Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:©DaleRogerson

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