This week I’m pleased to have dusted off my writer and editor hats and have worn them both! Not for my novel-length WIP, though. I participated in a one-hour challenge with my writing group and came up with a story that needs some finesse and a better ending. In general the feedback it received is it…
This was me, today at one o’clock. Actually, probably more like ten a.m. See, I signed up for Fiction War (a flash fiction challenge) with all intentions of writing a story! Writing something! And using the $$ I shelled out as incentive to get it done. Sadly, that was money down the drain. One evening…
“Your throne, Your Majesty!” The duke bowed and duchess curtsied. The king gazed at the perch across the moat. Light glimmered off the gilded royal seat. Rubies encrusted in the high back sparkled. “How shall I get there?” The duke stepped back and gestured to the gleaming horse and carriage, both draped in the ornate dressings of the…
Today is Day 3 of 8 for the NYC Midnight Short Story Challenge, 2017! Many of us stayed up late Friday night (present company included) only to learn the servers at NYC Midnight crashed! (At midnight, the hour of assignment release, of course!) So some of us did not get our assignments until Saturday morning,…
The Road Less Traveled Fiction; 100 words Mac stared at the decrepit road from the tree line. It stretched east and west, further than she could see. A few birds hopped around deep holes that marred the surface, pecking at the black dirt and rocks. John crept forward and crouched next to her. “What…
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This was me, at oh-dark-thirty on Saturday morning! (Sort of.) The prompts went live for the NYC Midnight Flash Fiction Challenge #2 at 2359 Friday night. I was fast asleep, but woke early (thanks, Mother Nature), saw my prompts and my imagination went wild! Don’t you love when that happens? Let the forum feedback frenzy…
“There!” Jay pointed. “I didn’t see. What color?” Evan scanned the sky. “White. We gotta go!” “Wait, two white means all clear. One means we’re surrounded. Stay down.” “You weren’t even paying attention. You were staring at Kathy. Again.” “I can’t help it. She has beautiful teeth. But I’m sure about what I heard.”…
This marked my second year of NYC Midnight writing challenges, beginning 2016 with the Short Story Challenge. The field is more than 2100 this time, in 60 heats! Each writer is assigned to a group of 35 writers with specific genre, subject matter and character that must be central to the plot. For round 1, the stories were…
The road less traveled. The way paved with good intentions. Neither quote eases the pain, unravels the coil of struggle wound tight in my soul. The Road Not Taken. Mr. Frost found words that resonate. Where would I be now, had I followed the other path? I stare up the broken steps.The road I chose…
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