The sky above her was cloudless blue. The sun warmed the top of her head, making her brown hair feel hot. Below, down where the hillside met the sea, the water undulated. She wanted to go down, feel the waves lick her toes, feel the sand give way beneath her with each out flux of water. But there was no way to get down there from here. And she had ( Read more... )

TITLE: The Hairpin
PROMPT: Storytelling
WORD COUNT: 1572
NOTES: This is my week three entry for brigits_flame"You can blame it on the hairpin ( Read more... )

TITLE: The Little Wood (tentative title)
PROMPT: Starting Over
WORD COUNT: 782
NOTES: This is my week one entry for brigits_flame. This is the beginning of a longer story that I intend to eventually submit to an anthology market (at which point I will cross my fingers and pray ( Read more... )

TITLE: Utitled Alternate World Novel, Chapter 3
PROMPT: China
WORD COUNT: 1254
NOTES: This is my week one November contest entry for brigits_flame. It is also an edited excerpt from my Nano novel, which about a scientist who in the process of trying to create doorways to other words keeps accidentally pulling various people and creatures through to his own ( Read more... )

Prompt: Write a brief bit of fiction involving running.
For OneMinuteWriterThe water was making gurgling sounds as it ran down the drain, but Beth didn't really notice. She was frozen, unfocused. She was watching him leave, his leather satchel slung over his shoulder, that lopsided smile on his lips. She was tasting the cinnamon of his gum as she ( Read more... )

Prompt: Write a brief, fictional piece involving a storm.
--The One Minute Writer (via ying_ko_4The wind caught her hair, lifted it, and cast it about her head. The clouds were deepening to an angry black, and beyond the next hill, she could see a flash of light followed by a distant grumbling ( Read more... )