Okay, so I am really really bad at actually finishing a story as of late. This was for Prompt #4 of my 2018 Flash Fiction Challenge (which I am hardcore FAILING at this point). But, I did at least have a start, and something is better than nothing, so I am posting what I have. … Continue reading A phone call during the Apocalypse
Okay, so I'm super bummed. I know it's just the first week, but I thought having given an additional two weeks prior to the first week's prompt that I'd at least have ONE person submit something for the 2018 Flash Fiction Challenge. Sigh. But, alas, not even myself participated. I really did try, though. For … Continue reading Sad Face
Only 44 more days 'til the New Year begins..... and along with it, my year-long Flash Fiction Challenge! Back in September, I mentioned that I was going to be hosting a challenge similar to the 2014 Flash Fiction Challenge by Thain in Vain, which although I didn't join in on until late in the game, … Continue reading The Countdown begins….
Okay. So. My naughty muse has been whispering some very creative things in my ear. She has persuaded me to host my very own Flash Fiction Challenge for 2018. And it's going to be a doozy. I'm trying to figure out the best way to schedule it, and my OCD will not let me be … Continue reading 2018 Flash Fiction Challenge
Searching for recommendations. Last year, I was part of a weekly challenge to write a story a week based on a weekly prompt. Although I didn't participate every week, I loved being a part of the small community of writers. I've searched for other weekly challenges and prompts, but it's hard to find the good … Continue reading WANTED: Challenges & Weekly Prompts
Your character wakes up and doesn't know where they are or how they got there. I chose this scenario because there are so many directions you could go with it. I wanted to see how many versions the same situation could bring about. I say it all the time, but its amazing how different each … Continue reading Saturday’s Daily
This week I'm going to ask for something specific. I want 1,000 words by next Friday based on this image. I came across it last week and something about it inspired me, I'm hoping it will do the same to your creative sense. See ya when you pingback. 🙂
Stopped by unannounced, found them together. That moment has defined the last 5 years of my life and is my contribution to Thain in Vain's Flash Fiction Challenge for week 29... A story in 6 words, a la Hemingway.
Out in the real world, they were convicted criminals. Killers, rapists, monsters; all the things that go bump in the night. But inside these walls they were victims. And I was the only voice they had left. Most people would say that they’re getting what they deserve. Because all those people see is the horrific … Continue reading Dead or Alive
The keys jingled in the front lock. Once, twice, three times before they hit their mark and the door unlocked. John was home. He walked down the hall, each step getting louder as he headed in her direction. She took a deep breath. Plastered a smile on her face and turned to greet him, a … Continue reading Love Me Tender
The jury foreman stood in the quiet court room, the paper in her hand an anvil weighing heavy on her heart. She did not want to read the words aloud, did not want to be burdened with the responsibility of setting this monster free. "As to the charge of first degree murder, verdict as to … Continue reading “Judge & Jury” – FFC52 Week 25
They buried his body that day along with her broken heart. Darkness whispered to her that if God wouldn't bring him back, she could. She cried his name over white candles laced in black magic, breaking his eternal sleep. In the dead of night, there was a knock at her door. This was … Continue reading Sometimes they come back
It was morning. The suns first rays peeked through the bedroom window, tinting the walls a pinkish orange. Her heart skipped a beat as she rolled over and saw him laying there. This was her favorite part of the day. That first fifteen minutes where everything was fresh and new and perfect. She turned on her side and wrapped her arms … Continue reading Out of the Ashes
I stood outside the church entrance in the sexiest dress I owned and stared at the door. Ironically, this is where it had all started. Where Brad and I had first met in our youth group. How many times had I imagined it would be me on the other side of that door? Walking down the aisle … Continue reading Divine Intervention
This week’s prompt is: Inner Voice (running from August 29 – September 4) Somewhere in the recesses of my mind sits a golden birdcage. It dangles from a lovely chain of thought and memories, a centerpiece in an otherwise empty hole. Inside it, swings my inner voice. She sang to me of love and of hope, … Continue reading Dungeon Prompts – Week 3: Inner Voice