Calling all Imps!

Wallie, my Friend, and I are delighted to announce the publication of one of our very own short stories.  And from the perspective of dotty hopefuls, with all the clarity we can manage for being too excited to talk, let alone write with good manners, we wish to share our joy with you via the followingContinue reading “Calling all Imps!”

Eight Arms and Six Eyes

Yesterday, the Imp and I read a most provocative post prompt. The “Brand New You, Effective Tomorrow,” was very interesting to me—I have a secret itch to be the hula hoop artist in Cirque du Soleil—but Wallie was indignant. He couldn’t think of anyone he would rather be. He told my friend in Impish (theContinue reading “Eight Arms and Six Eyes”

The Mouth of Wagoc

It has been a long time since Wallie last posted anything. For this he apologizes. It has not been an easy November (or December) for the poor little imp.  This is our response to the Daily Prompt–relating a time when ‘everything seemed to be going wrong and then, suddenly, you knew it would be right.’Continue reading “The Mouth of Wagoc”

How Iron Came to Rust (A Fairy Tale)

Wallie the Imp has a soft spot for fairy tales. I suppose that has something to do with his being, to all intents and purposes, a horrible little goblin himself. He says this story is fairy-tale-telling at its best. And while his opinion is usually off the wall, this time I quite agree.

Wallie on Weather

Wallie the Imp loves all sorts of weather.  He is not particularly fond of rainy days and clouds, but he understands that they are a part of life without which all goblins and imps would die.  So in honor of the four changing seasons, and to meet today’s Daily Post prompt, Wallie has applied toContinue reading “Wallie on Weather”

Mrs. Allan

Once again Wallie the Imp and I have made a desperate plunge.  We have attempted, not for the first time, to complete a “story” in two hundred words, give or take ten, for last week’s “Flash! Friday” prompt.  The requisite location is theatre and the photo prompt is a nineteenth-century daguerrotype.  And of course, my ImpContinue reading “Mrs. Allan”

Wallie on Animal Friends

Wallie the Imp and I were somewhat confused by today’s Daily Post prompt. Wallie refuses to let me call him a pet. Imps are not pets. They are personalities. We had the good fortune to know a friend of a friend who does in fact own a small cat. He was good enough to send us material to helpContinue reading “Wallie on Animal Friends”