Fictionary: Awkward

Awkward. That’s one way to describe how Kylie felt after rounding the corner right into an open locker door. Mostly she just wanted to melt away. To be away from the glares and stares of the other students crowding the halls between classes. As if her day hadn’t been going bad enough, now she had the whole school gawking at her clumsiness.

Just then the locker door swung closed. Standing at the locker was none other than the high school’s star quarterback, Brock.

“Was that you?”, Brock asked, looking almost sympathetic.

“Uhh, sorry.”, was all Kylie could manage. She looked about, hoping to see an easy exit from the situation but no path seemed clear.

“I’m sorry, Kylie isn’t it?”, Brock said. “I’ve seen you around. I hear you play a wicked game of soccer.”

Kylie blushed slightly at the compliment but mostly because her biggest crush was actually talking to her.

“Yeah, soccer is the best!, uhh, not that football isn’t good too.”, she replied, knowing his status on the school team.

Brock smiled a warm smile as the butterflies bounced about in Kylie’s stomach.

“Would, uh, would you like to hang out after the game this Friday?”, Brock asked, his turn to seem a little nervous.

“Yes, I think I would like that very much!”, She replied with little hesitation.

“Perfect, meet me back here after next class and we can exchange numbers and plans.”, Brock said.

They both left off towards their next classes, a bit hurried to beat the bell. A final glance they shared between them just before passing out of sight. Awkwardness forgotten, Kylie thought just how good the day was after all.

[The end.]

Shared Here -2018 – James Sponseller

Special thanks to tlparadis for the lockers image.


Fictionary: Wanderlust

The tracks continued on, running ahead through a tunnel of growth, obscurring what lay ahead.

Good., Kevin thought to himself. I enjoy the suspense of what lay ahead the most.

Though his journey had already surpassed his planned timeline, he continued on, his pace heightened by the unknown lying just out of sight. He knew he would have to head back soon but gripped as he was by wanderlust he forged ahead.

As he entered the tunnel under the growth he could feel the hair on the back of his neck rise, a creepy feeling settling into his gut. He looked around warily, searching for the cause of his reaction but nothing stood out.

The breeze rustled the leaves all around him, adding to his sense of unease. Kevin continued on, more cautious than before, eyes and ears alert for any danger.

He looked ahead to the light streaming into end of the tunnel some distance away. Seemingly the same distance as when he looked ten minutes earlier. He did not understand how that could be and decided he had better turn back after all, the tunnel longer than he had expected. Turning around, the entrance seemed every bit as far. Kevin began to panic and started running toward the entrance. An entrance he would never reach.

The djinn laughed, satisfied with the curse he had laid upon his latest victim…

[The End.]

Special thanks to Torfi007 for the tunnel image!

Shared Here – 2018 – James Sponseller

Fictionary: Succinct

Welcome to today’s Fictionary, where I pick an image from pixabay and create a fiction based upon it. Prompt idea from Word of the Day Challenge!

[At a laboratory, late, cleaning crew making their rounds]

“Did you here that?”, Michael asked over his shoulder to Kelly, his coworker for the evening.

No reply.

Michael looked back and nodded, of course not, he thought, glancing at the ear buds firmly planted in her ears, Kelly nodding to the music as she gathered the trash.

Walking around the desk he found the source of the noise he had heard. There on the floor lay several amber shards of what might have once been a ball. Picking the pieces up, he could clearly see how they had fit together before it fell. An odd recess in the pieces would have made a hollow spot, as if something had been trapped inside.

He gently set the pieces on the desk. While looking for a piece of paper to leave a note for the research staff he spotted a bright orange sticky note. Handwritten quickly was the succinct message, DANGER! DO NOT BREAK!

Michael glanced around cautiously, suddenly feeling alarmed. He heard a THUD as something hit the floor behind him and turned to find Kelly sprawled out, clutching her very swollen neck, a bright red sting mark clearly visible. She shuttered briefly and lay still, lifeless eyes staring up at him.

He turned to flee the room, reaching for the door and felt it, a stinging pain in his left shoulder. He managed only a couple more steps before collapsing too, the second victim this night.

Danger indeed! It should have remained captured always…

[The end]

Special thanks to stux on pixabay for the image

Shared Here – 2018 – James Sponseller

Daily Prompt, Where Art Thou?

As I mentioned in my initial post, I started blogging at about a year ago. At the time there was a nice blog promotion opportunity put on by the folks over at the Daily Post called the Daily Prompt. This was a nice place to get post ideas as well as give your blog a bit of exposure.

I had taken a break for a few months and come back to find that has been discontinued.


OK, been a crazy day today! I had written the segment above and was about to lament how sad I was that it no longer was supported when I was interrupted and had to leave for awhile. Later in the day, while looking at other blogs I follow, I came across a Haiku post by Moira based on a word of the day. Thank you, Moira! Turns out someone created a place for those of us missing the prompts. So if you’re looking for a topic or just Striving for a way to promote your blog, check out the blog Word of the Day Challenge! I know I will!

Happy Blogging!




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Days too short and few!

How do you find time to blog regularly? Do you have time set aside most days in which to write? Or maybe you post on a moments notice when a time window appears?

Myself, I have not managed to set aside a nice block of time to write and as a result much of what I would like to share never happens and half of what I do feels rushed. All I know is that the days are too short to fit everything in and too few of them free enough to catch up.

How do you manage?

Shared Here Is Here

Hello everyone and welcome to “Shared Here”.

I decided to launch this more personal blog after floundering about over at for the last year. That site has a specific presence of calm and relaxation that I have disrupted a few times trying to try other fun styles and reach out to the community some. While I enjoy what I do over there and intend to keep it going, I also wanted something more free so here we are, a second blog with fewer restrictions on fun 🙂 I also admit I’ve been wanting to see how works with having multiple blogs so it should prove interesting anyway. I hope you stick around for the journey and share along with me!