Stubborn Sally persists in pouting her smiling lips and continues taking selfies. She parties hard although she doesn’t work as hard. She likes it soft and simple. Nothing wrong with that, but she lets her student debt get in the way of other people, namely Mr. and Mrs. Sally’s parents. Continue reading
creative writing
An Expectation (a six-word story)
All set, but where are you?
©2015 Karina Pinella
The Virgins
The crowd of bearded men brushed off the dirt from their clothes as they walked through a cloud a smoke. Continue reading
Monster Masquerade: A Head
[A prequel to A Head on a Stick]
Jared is always scheming. But, tables are turned. He’s the receiver of a grift gone wrong. This trek to an obscure country for legendary ruins turns out to be a fool’s errand. Dizzy from trudging, he comes across a rectangular stone block with a hole in the middle. Fatigue overwhelms him as he lays flat on the length of it. His eyelids flutter shut at the same time his body is pulled into the hole. The quick forcible tug, which came from below the opening wide enough only for his lean body, popped his head off. Pop goes the weasel. Once always ahead, now he’s just a head.
[Monster Masquerade entry hosted by Fly TrapMan and Poet Rummager]
©2015 Karina Pinella
Monster Masquerade: A Head on a Stick
Fat from feasting on corpuscles and pus, the maggots exit from various orifices of the decaying head. A group crawls out from the ear canal, gummy from their travel through the waxy tunnel. They worm themselves through the tangled strands atop of what formerly held the gray mass that spills out of a gash. Drying blood completes the colorful little world of the legless larvae. Continue reading
Ode to Pizza
You take-a piz-za my heart,
You fill me like no other.
Get thee to my plate;
Your aroma makes me swoon!
I am ready to cut you apart;
I cannot share you with another
Even if I inflate
As big as a hot air balloon!
What makes you so hot?
Sweet onions galore,
Dough kneaded just right,
Sausage and three kinds of cheeses!
©2015 Karina Pinella
Eaten Alive
They say the alley buzzes with flesh-eating flies. What nonsense, Hugo thinks, as he jogs by the narrow passage that stinks like someone used it as a public privy. He looks around to see if there are homeless people or a passed out drunk lurking about, but the area seems deserted. Although the sky was clear when he started out his early morning jog, a cloud appears to hover above. He shrugs and sprints. A few blocks down, his curiosity gets the better of him, so he retraces his steps. Still jogging in place, he peers through the alley and sees nothing unusual. Just an alley, for heavens’ sake. What the hell . . . Continue reading
A ‘Nuff Said Series: The Prude, the Cad, and the Fugly
Biography 1: The Prude
“Hmph.”
Biography 2: The Cad
“Heh . . .”
Biography 3: The Fugly
“Huh?”
#bookcoverguessingchallenge — modified
Thank you again for thinking of me, dear fellow bloggers at bookidote.wordpress.com. I sincerely was going to do the challenge. I went to the library and chose two books with appealing covers. But, when I reread your instructions, I missed the part about the books having to be well-known. What I had chosen were not so well-known. Since it was already late at night and I didn’t want to run into vampires, I decided to make do with what I have — my imagination and the books I checked out. I merged them and came up with a potential bestseller. I also thought since I’m making things up, I’ll alter the popular reviewer, Goodreads, as you will see below. It turned out to be a challenge, just not the kind you expected.
Book Cover & Blurb:
Airplane image from rgbstock/Gary Romin
ShouldReads: “In one word: harharhar. I laughed so hard my panties fell down and I tripped and I got a black eye, but I still couldn’t help laughing. Even now, I’m barely able to type this review because I’m wetting myself and I don’t have any panties to contain it. So, I recommend you wear Depends when you read this debut novel. Two very different groups clash like orange and scarlet or purple and yellow. The ultimate revenge thriller, on-the-edge-of-your-seat-trying-to-balance-yourself-on-the-toilet page-turner. Har, har, har!”
[BTW: The books I checked out were A Pimp’s Notes by Giorgio Faletti and The Subprimes by Karl Taro Greenfield; I don’t know what either books are about because I never read their blurbs. They are back at the library if you want to check them out.]
©2015 Karina Pinella
Baad Shoes
Slung around Blambi’s fleecey neck is a strap that supports a blue basket with a pink flower etched on the front. Little Tweetsie, Blambi’s main chick, is perched in the basket. She is his first and only love. They are runaways. Neither of their families approve of their pairing. They are too different, from two different barnyards. It is just not right, they claim. Continue reading
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