Inside the Mind of Isadora


15 Comments

Friday Fictioneers – Car Rides from Hell

My designated car seat was behind my father who drove while smoking unfiltered ‘Camel’ cigarettes. 

He was a chain smoker. A habit he’d picked it up in the service.

Ashes would blow into the back seat as he drove us to our weekend park picnic outings or  Sunday beach getaways. 

I had the pleasure of inhaling carcinogen nicotine chemicals.

Despite complaints I’d felt like vomiting, the car ride would proceed with minimal sympathy.

At our destination, I’d have to sit until the dizzying feeling passed. Seltzer was the beverage I  drank to settle my stomach meanwhile my siblings drank cokes.

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Short Story

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt:Yvette Prior

 

To join Rochelle and her Friday Fictioneers challenge

click here


47 Comments

Friday Fictioneers – My Herb Garden

Although weakened by her chronic arthritis, she managed to make her usual egg, toast and coffee breakfast.

She enjoyed her quiet mornings. She’d never thought she would. Age had greatly slowed her vitality.

Eyeing her window garden, the sun shone brightly on it. She cherished it. Thomas had planted the herbs for her. 

He was the sweetest caring grandson. He’d told her to add the herbs to her salads and foods everyday. He’d said they’d help with her arthritic pain. They did. 

She’d never been much of a gardener but would hate to disappoint Thomas if they didn’t continue to grow.

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

Photo Prompt©Rondo El Baccio

To join Rochelle and her Friday Fictioneers challenge

click here


22 Comments

SPAM – SPAM – SPAM Thoughts

There’s been an abundance of SPAM sneaking around my computer.

Yes, they’re little snake-like creatures we can’t see. They create havoc of every imaginable kind. I have no clue on how they do it. I have a pretty good idea that no one else does, either. If they do know they’re keeping it quite hush-hush. 

It’s fascinating the way the computer repairman looks you straight in the eye and says, “These things just happen”. 

Really? 

I felt like a cartoon character with a big question mark above my head. Aren’t Firewalls and web protection supposed to prevent these little villains? 

My computer froze on my homepage with what seemed like quite an official letter from the FBI. The letter read that I was in violation of paying my fines to them. If I didn’t submit $500.00 dollars to them I would be taken to federal prison. There was a drop down with the amount on it and directions on how to get this money to them. 

Well, my first thoughts were whether or not I had sent in the tax money that I owed good old Uncle Sam. As all good Americans, I had instructed our accountant to submit our business and home taxes and to pay the owed fees. 

After checking on all that, my second thought was that I could use a nice vacation with three hot meals, use of an extensive library, exercise room plus a television lounge room. Then, I got angry and thought that whoever was doing this was a creepy low life individual that has nothing to do except create chaos in my business and home life.

There were other SPAM messages from time to time like: 

  1. Dobrowolskiqkn, obviously, not a real name thinks that I should be working out with this new method of exercise called TRX. A bit excessive for someone my age.
  1. And it’s evident that, horny hot, has been peeking into my bedroom because he –she – it – seems to think they know what I might need to do to have a better sex life.
  1. Seemingly, Anita902, thinks that I must have severe back pain and a bit of a nervous condition as she has recommended I take some Ultram and Vicoden. Do they not know these prescriptions are addictive?
  1. Gaming Site- to play video games. I have no desire to play games. 
  1. Lottery Site – so as to gamble. My hard earned money taken away with foolishness. I’ll pass. 
  1. Hacker Site – to avoid computer hacking. HUH?
  1. Transsexual – Stripper XXX Site –   this left me speechless and with eyes that never wanted to see again. There was body parts showing that weren’t meant to be seen in public.  

I wish I could say that these SPAMS are funny but after a few 100 times of deleting them from my SPAM box it gets a bit old. In addition, when it takes over my computer and prevents me from running my business, I feel frustrated. 

I believe technology is important but something has to be done to prevent this from happening. 

Who do you think is doing this?

Who do you think should be preventing this? 

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

~~~~~~~~~

Wednesday Writing Prompt – Life with Technology: a blessing or curse

to join Jamie click here


48 Comments

Friday Fictioneers – A Fairytale – Once Upon a Time

She held the gun with stiffened arms in front of her. 

Coming into the bedroom, he said, “Hey, handle with care honey, it’s loaded.”

“Why?” 

“No sense in having a gun for protection that’s unloaded,” he said with a sarcastic tone.

“Is this the one you’re using for your wife?”

“I told you, I’m not taking any chances. I’ve hired a professional for that.”

“I could do it.”

“Really?”  “You’re a woman.” “What if you freeze?” “I’d be dumb to hire you or any woman.”

She moistened her lips as she gripped the gun tighter.

“Surprise, honey.” “Your wife did.”

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100 

Photo Prompt: Liz Young

To join Rochelle and her Friday Fictioneers challenge – 

click here

to read more entries

click the froggy button above


8 Comments

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

A tree grows in concrete

As such, a sight to see

I hadn’t given much thought

To how lonely it might be

One tree, weatherworn, twiggy bark

Hardly standing, day in and day out

Alone, trying to be burly strong

In need of care, no one did

City life, concrete at its’ feet

Rain, sleet and snow

No breaks, nothing but woe

Yet, there it stands for all to see

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

~~~~~~~~

 

Wednesday Writing Prompt –

Speak to or of your city of ultimate bliss:

the city you grew up in or the city you grew to love.

to join in click here


1 Comment

Mr. Blue Sky

 Friends  …. It’s been a while since I posted for you. I wish I could say I was on vacation. As you know, here in my little paradise world, I’m always on vacation.

Instead, I was hosting a family visit from my daughter. I enjoyed my grandson and new step-granddaughter for a week while she and her new husband went on their postponed honeymoon from their April wedding. It was a fun time.

Now that I’m back to my quiet little respite, I thought I would take time to gather energy from the wind and salty air by listening to the music of the waves while enjoying the bright sunny blue sky.

I’ll be vigilant to catch up on all of your blogs. In my absence, I’m sure I missed a great many things that you’ve done.  Please feel free to send me a note on those you’d like me to read. It would be disappointing to miss a single one of your stellar writings.  

Namaste  Isadora 😎

Enjoy a FUN video about Mr. Blue Sky and SMILE …..


45 Comments

Friday Fictioneers – Job Hunting

From their bench, Vincenzo and Guiseppe take in the activities of everyday life. 

“Vincenzo, I gotta get a job.” 

“Why? We can show tourists around like we always do.”

“For tips and grins? Mama’s gonna kill me if I don’t get a job,” 

“Get out of this funk, Guiseppe, you’re starting to bore me.”

“Mama gave me 6 bucks for lunch. She told me, I better have a job when I go home today.”

“Hey, I got 4 bucks. Let’s go get a bottle of Chianti.”

“I guess I can look tomorrow.”

“Let’s go, Guisep, before you change your mind.”  

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: Fatima 

To join Rochelle and her Friday Fictioneers challenge

click here


13 Comments

Sunday Song – In the Arms of an Angel – Hallelujah

Anthony Bourdain dead @ 61 June 25, 1956 – June 8, 2018

Chef – writer – TV host

Photo’s and article by Variety

click here to read

If you or someone you know is considering suicide,

please contact the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-TALK (8255)

Kate Spade dead @ 55 December 24, 1962 – June 5, 2018

Fashion Designer

Photo’s and article by Variety

click here to read

If you or someone you know is considering suicide,

please contact the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-TALK (8255).


43 Comments

Friday Fictioneers – The Class Trip

The crowd increased with every passing minute.

Deidra hated crowds. 

She felt the air disappearing around her.

Misty’s teacher had insisted all students attend the ceremony. 

“Extra credit for anyone who takes a snapshot of President Trump.”

Deidra turned to her daughter.

“Look, I’ve got to get some air. I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”

Deidra felt panicked anxiety.

She heard gunshots.

A guard grabbed her arm.

Deidra turned. 

He pulled tightly as she tried to release his grip.

“Ma’m, please,” he said. “I think your daughter’s been shot.”

“Misty?”

“Tye-dye jacket; blond hair?”

“Yes!” 

Unbearable, howling anguish cries!

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: Roger Bultot

 

Rochelle hosts Friday Fictioneers

if you’d like to join in click here

if you’d like to read some incredible 100 word stories

click the blue froggy above


50 Comments

Friday Fictiolneers – Wild Mushrooms

Boe was a good ole country boy; rich and handsome too. 

After daddy died, he’d had to run the farm. But, he was tired of milking cows and feeding hogs.

Boe took off for college in the big city. 

At a party, he met Victoria. Her sapphire eyes captivated him.

Eventually, Boe took her to the farm to meet Mama. 

He showed her around the farm. Pointing, she asked, “What’s that?”

“Wild mushrooms in dung. We feed ‘em to the hogs.”

She wrinkled her nose.

At dinner Mama announced, “Roasted hog and wild mushrooms tonight.”

Victoria wrinkled her nose again. 

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100 

Photo Prompt: Connie Gayer

 

 

To join Rochelle and her Friday Fictioneers challenge

click here

 

***** this is a rewrite of a story from 2015. The views were few back then since I had just started my writing journey.

Enjoy !!!