Fantasy generally involves a level of worldbuilding that isn’t suited to a smaller word count. But difficult is not the same as impossible. Read more
I tilt my head and offer a thin smile to my best friend standing beside me. “I’m sorry, Susan. But we both knew this day would come.”
Imagine a world where you only saw in black and white unless you were in love.
When we feel as if we're running out, we try to buy time. When we have a bit extra to spare, we spend it. When we want to show someone how much they mean to us, we spend it on them; when we can, we spend it together.
Robbie Rooster was depressed. He was grateful for his rescue, but the past three months on the farm hadn't been all that great.
Why do we torture ourselves? We submit to these shows and books and movies that rip out our hearts and make us watch as they stop beating in our hands. We know what we're getting. So why? Why do we torture ourselves?
It's never too late to fly
Unless you jump without pixie dust.
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The prompt was: Write a story themed with the first song you hear today. Hello, little songbird. I see you there, preening your bright yellow feathers in the predawn light. Are you having a good morning? Your merry tune reminds me that each day has something worth singing about. The flutter of your wings as … Continue reading I Wanna Be Like You (Writing Prompt 23)
Today is the day. I can just feel it. I rise from my bed, the clarity of wakefulness washing over me as I consider the woman of my dreams. I glance out the window, and the pleasant scene induces an honest smile. Maybe it’s the warm spring morning, melting away my anxiety and fear. Maybe … Continue reading Only the Best
The world is dust, nothing but shades of black and white. Rolling dunes of grey paint a bland countryside devoid of depth, detail, and emotion. The ground trembles at my feet; I kneel, examining a small mound of filth as it pulsates, growing larger and darker. A stray gust of wind brushes across the surface … Continue reading A Rose by Any Other Name