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
In response to The Seeker's Dungeon prompt. What inspires me? .... That is a more difficult question to answer than you'd think. On the one hand, the writer in me could answer that very easily and in one word. Everything. Everything inspires my writing. All that I see and smell and hear and touch. It's … Continue reading Short on Inspiration
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mBmIptM7JvA I know its been awhile since I've posted at all let alone one of my prompts, but I've been in another of my occasional funks. It seems that the second everything evens out in my life, something happens to send me spiraling right back down again. This song is very fitting for my … Continue reading Tune-In Tuesday
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
I know my prompts are not always easy. They are not defined by rules or narrowed down to a single situation. Sometimes, having so many options makes it that much more difficult to start. So I'll make it a bit simpler with this post. This week, I will focus on a truth of sorts. Who … Continue reading Thursday’s Daily
Is it Saturday already? ... my, how time flies. I've been watching Helix on Netflix. Funny how I never gave it a chance before seeing as it's right up my alley as far as genre goes. Viruses, immortality, end of the world shit.... Yep, all the good stuff. Which brings me to this weeks scenario. … Continue reading Saturday’s Daily
Noon tomorrow. Randall Newton abruptly ended the voice mail, his chubby fingers smashing the tiny button several times before it finally gave in. The last message played itself over and over in his mind like the echoes of a theme song you can't get out of your head. Noon tomorrow. Noon tomorrow. Noon tomorrow. No name, … Continue reading Meh. Didn’t know what else to do with it…
So now its that time, kiddos. Time to meet your inner child and check your inhibitions at the door. I'll give you two options and you can choose whichever one tickles your funny bone. But whatever you decide, I want to hear about it. TRUTH: Have you ever had the giggles in an inappropriate place?? … Continue reading Thursday’s Daily
as·cend (ə-sĕnd′) v. as·cend·ed, as·cend·ing, as·cends v.intr. 1. To go or move upward; rise: The balloon ascended into the clouds. 2. To slope upward: The trail ascends to an outcrop overlooking the valley. 3. To rise from a lower level or station; advance: ascended from poverty to great wealth; ascend to the throne. 4. To … Continue reading Wednesday’s Daily
Music is my favorite form of inspiration. It literally is a soundtrack to our lives. Personally, every song carries a different meaning, a different interpretation of a single moment or series of moments that will forever define us. And it's very interesting to see just how many viewpoints the same melody can provide. So I'll … Continue reading Tuesday’s Daily: Roads
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 tiny shop caught Mira's eye as she walked down 5th and Main. It was small. Old. Sandwiched between a bakery and a book store, it was almost unnoticeable. House of Magic, the etched wooden sign read. A quick glance at her watch told her she still had 20 minutes to kill before her dime ran … Continue reading House of Magic
Was thinking about getting this Writing Challenge app. Think its worth the $2?
Your character is pregnant and in her last trimester. A storm is brewing and she breaks down in front of an old creepy motel. She was on her way out of town for [insert reason here], driving instead of flying because of how late in the pregnancy she is. Tell me her story. Any genre.
"Heads we get married, tails we break up," he toyed with the coin in his hand. I almost choked on my soda and had to drag in a breath of air before responding to that doozy of a statement. I received a couple of glances in the process as if the tiny break in silence … Continue reading Heads or Tails
Bob Marley’s jamaican accent floated across the room as my cell phone rang. Don’t worry… ‘bout a thing… ‘cause every little thing… gonna be alright... I looked down and saw my mother’s number. Such a pretty song, I told myself. I’ll just listen to it a minute longer. It had nothing to do with the … Continue reading Don’t Worry ’bout A Thing
Tuesday's truly are my favorite day to post prompts because to me, music is one of the most inspirational tools and I love sharing the songs that have inspired me along the way. Especially if it opens the door to new artists that you've never heard of. The first time I heard this song was … Continue reading Daily Prompt 19: Heaven Scent
I have had a headache for days now. Not your normal just a little throbbing action, either. I mean like full blown make-me-wanna-throw-up blinding pain. I actually contemplated cutting my head off from the neck up. But then I realized it'd be awfully hard to watch Lost Girl without a head. So I come to … Continue reading Daily Prompt 18: Super Sculpture
I absolutely adore this photo. It makes me wish for a simple life of corn dogs and carny music. Where the pressures of life mean nothing and all that matters are boys and cotton candy. If only I would've taken more pictures of myself growing up, but I was too self conscious and cared more … Continue reading Daily Prompt 17: Tell me their story