FOWC with Fandango: Fortitude

When Maxwell first saw Mr. Richard Cringeworthy, it took all of his inner fortitude not to burst into raucous laughter. The man was inordinately tall in the leg, giving him an insect-like appearance. Adding to the effect was his fondness for long, black boots that went all the way over his calf. His short-waisted coatContinue reading “FOWC with Fandango: Fortitude”

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FOWC with Fandango: Meticulous

Queen Pirouette’s childhood was unique among the nobility in that her father took great pains to be intimately involved in his daughter’s upbringing. The norm among the exalted was to betroth their daughters at an early age and then ship them off to be raised by the parents of their future bridegroom. The Queen’s father,Continue reading “FOWC with Fandango: Meticulous”

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FOWC with Fandango: Dependent

The Spirit of Sally lived on in the house on Riverview Road. Open to tourists, Tuesdays through Saturdays, 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. it was staffed with volunteers, some of whom claimed to have seen her. Their stories were always the same. She was climbing the stairs. She was weeping. On her head she woreContinue reading “FOWC with Fandango: Dependent”

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FOWC with Fandango: Adequate

When Parliament gathered, there was barely enough space for all the sitting members. The King’s representative, the Chancellor sat behind a long wooden table in a large ornate chair. From there, he directed the activities of the members of the House according to the rules of Saint Olaf. Lacking ornamentation, the chamber was adequate forContinue reading “FOWC with Fandango: Adequate”

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FOWC with Fandango: Prerogative

It was the royal prerogative to issue monopolies to their friends, usually as rewards for a job well done. Joyful as this may have been for the King and Queen’s cronies, for merchants responsible for actually shipping certain products it was onerous.  For instance, if King GarGar issued a monopoly on red wines to aContinue reading “FOWC with Fandango: Prerogative”

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FOWC with Fandango: Tribal

The King looked down at the two little bundles that shared a single crib.  Twins had been born to the royal family- a boy and a girl.  Needless to say, they were viewed as prodigies for their very status as compliments to one another.  Additionally, many had considered the birth of any more children toContinue reading “FOWC with Fandango: Tribal”

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Fandango February Expressions: All’s Well That Ends Well

“All’s Well That Ends Well“ With the satisfaction that comes from a job well-done, Maxwell gazed at the body of Monica Snapjaw at the bottom of the staircase.  Tripping her had been a simple operation.  He merely placed his body over her right foot. She lost her bearings and plunged head-long down the wooden steps.Continue reading “Fandango February Expressions: All’s Well That Ends Well”

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Fandango’s Flash Fiction #51, January 27, 2020

The Moment of Truth Monica peered closely at the strip of negatives in her hands.  At last! She thought.  That fat bastard is going to get what he deserves!  Normally, Monica was calm, cool and collected.  People would look at her and think, Man, she really has it all together.  Her self-confidence showed in her erect postureContinue reading “Fandango’s Flash Fiction #51, January 27, 2020”

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FOWC with Fandango: Egregious

“Come on in, Maxwell,” said Satan in a deep, gravelly yet vaguely fatherly voice.  Max obeyed immediately, padding into the bedroom without a second thought.  When dealing with the Evil One, Maxwell had learned that Satan liked enthusiasm.  If anyone complained about any little thing, Satan would take it as a personal affront. Satan satContinue reading “FOWC with Fandango: Egregious”

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