Friday Fictioneers – Island Rain

(Author’s note: Hey, everyone! Getting back into the game. Hoping to start posting every week again, and maybe drop some other story ideas on here. This month is going to be further work on my first book, at least a rough draft. We’ll see how things work. I have a goal of getting it off to an editor by the end of April. We’ll see what happens. Anyhow… here’s today’s fictioneers!)

© Me!

Island Rain

by Miles H. Rost

A laundry cafe.

Not exactly a typical thing to see, but in Korea, they’ll make a cafe or bar out of anything. It seems like Korea catches waves earlier, then moves on quickly. America doesn’t usually have things like this.

While sitting and waiting for my wash to dry, I sipped on a cup of yuzu tea, the sounds of jazz fusion music in my ears. The fact I was able to find this place during my month off from teaching was helpful, as I could work through the evening on my writing.

I could stay in this place forever.

You know you want to click it.

Friday Fictioneers – Goin’ Fishing

(No note. Just write!)

© Dale Rogerson

Goin’ Fishing

by Miles H. Rost

“Well, that’s the last of ’em.”

“Last of what?”

“The ice fishers. They got their shed off the lake, just in time.”

“Well, what do we do with them gone?”

“We welcome the new anglers in. But, first, we need to make sure the area is cleaned. The ice storm took a lot of branches down.”

“We’re not as young as we used to be.”

“And yet the work never gets done.”

“We’ve spent the last 57 years here.”

“If I had a choice, we’d spend 57 more.”

“huh. 57 more springs. I don’t know if I could do it.”

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