James hurled the tennis ball at his bedroom wall then snatched it when it bounced back. He leaned against his bed and frowned. Grounded again. He didn’t see why. His mom had given him twenty bucks for the seventh grade dance. She’d never mentioned that it was “emergency only” money. The fancy fortuneteller the school… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Wishful Thinking
For whatever reason, I've been writing a lot of time travel stories lately. In every instance my story has revolved around a person (or persons) that has traveled back in time. As much as I love Back to the Future, I had to stop and ask myself: Why? Why is it that I'm not writing… Continue reading Caffeinated Convo: Time Travel–Past or Future?
"You're going back to the 1939 World's Fair in New York." Harry pushed a few buttons on the control panel before turning to Jim and Ann. "Remember, you'll have thirty minutes before your cloaking device wears off. Be at the vehicle before then, so you can return to good old 2074." "Yes, sir," Jim said.… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Time Travelers