Fifty Shades of Pink

July 10, 2020July 10, 2020 / roughwighting / 135 Comments

Paula stepped away, holding back a scream when the neighbor who had just moved into the apartment above her entered the shared laundry room, saying softly: “Is there a problem?” (In the Laundry Room, continuing from last week…)

“Oh. Um. Hello! It’s Stefan, isn’t it? Hi. I’m Paula.” Paula nodded her head as if in a business meeting, berating herself silently. He’s creepy!

Stefan ignored her as he glared at the laundry in her hands. “I believe those are my jeans. And Darlene’s nightgown.” Continue reading →

Are You Willing?

June 14, 2019June 15, 2019 / roughwighting / 115 Comments

When Nora was young she allowed others to know of her difference. But many years ago she learned to keep her night-time charms to herself. Now, at 36 years, no doctors or therapists, no detectives or boyfriends could tell her what was “wrong” with her.

Absolutely nothing was wrong with her, and she kept it that way by keeping her secret to herself. Yes, she needed to be a solitary woman, but as a college professor, an opera lover, a hiker and a traveler, she could get out and about without colleagues figuring out what she was up to after midnight. Continue reading →

If It Didn’t Sound So Crazy…

May 3, 2019May 2, 2019 / roughwighting / 143 Comments

IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE a story about a mermaid and a farmer.

IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE an essay on a magical moving pen.

IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE a book about a ghost with a moving murmur.

IF IT DIDN’T SOUND SO CRAZY, I’D WRITE a tale about a wolf and a wren who share a den. Continue reading →

The Steamy Trunk

April 12, 2019April 12, 2019 / roughwighting / 123 Comments

Even Janine is surprised when the trunk’s contents move with a big thump, but then she supposes that too many of them were placed rather haphazardly. After all, she practically threw them in, racing to her first destination. (see What’s in the Trunk).

The smoke has dissipated. The policeman looks as baffled as a man working on a 1,000 piece puzzle. A puzzle in the shape of books – dozens of books – piled together as if they’ve been kidnapped, or as if they have some nefarious reason for hiding in the trunk of Janine’s car. Continue reading →

Marshmallow Suspense

October 5, 2018October 4, 2018 / roughwighting / 117 Comments

Debra unties the ribbon around the mysterious box and slowly opens it. Her puzzled look doesn’t leave her face when the side door rams open and two men enter. (https://roughwighting.net/2018/09/28/strangers-in-the-dark/)