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The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: GRAIN. Visit, comment, and write & perhaps post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES

All the To-do’s have been done: cat bowls cleaned and filled; appointments made and most delivered; floors vacuumed and kitchen linoleum scrubbed within an inch of its worn-fifties life; visits with friends — weak coffee and overpriced egg on toast, bacon a buck a slice – because it’s really mostly about catching up; glancing out the kitchen window at yesterday’s first seasonal mow, the red, resolute dandelion stems pushing their way through damp, fat clumps of clipped blades.                Continue reading →

Apple

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Arbor of cherry blossoms

A tiny nip to snap through skin.
A wider bite draws pale flesh in and rolls it expertly over the tongue.
Molar work seeks tart and sweet, drives flesh and juice to tumultuous release.
Swallow and savor the journey to core.
Thus settled, it satisfies, but really, you want more.
This, too, is love.

© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2024)

The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: CORE. Visit, comment, and write & perhaps post your own on Six Sentence Stories !  

Microflash on Fire

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cat behind a cauldron

About a year ago, these three were accepted for an anthology that disappeared in the wind. The prompt word was FIRE, the constraints to 1. Write a story (beginning + middle + end) and 2. Write the story in exactly 99 words. Creative challenge…I share to show how easy and fun it is, and that it’s a great way to warm up for longer projects. Hope you enjoy!

First Flame

Cora nestles her belly into black granite, stretching to catch the sun’s heat. Her legs scrabble amidst a low sizzle as leathery wings unfurl. A perfect pearl hardens under her curled tongue. She is scarlet, precious, and utterly alone.          Continue reading →

Garage Band

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© Ayr/Gray

He said they had things to talk about, but she wasn’t having any of it. Hadn’t been having any of it for quite awhile, now that he thought about it. He looked again at the address on the flyer she’d shoved into his hand the minute his lips started moving.  Continue reading →

Beyond the Volcano

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Outside train station in summer, no train arrived yet

© Ayr/Gray

Tickets for the early train to Claris City spewed from the printer with a high-pitched whine, one after the other in twos for couples, four for young families, and the occasional single for the middle-aged women, purse draped cross-body, sporty sandals or high-tops broken in and ready for an active day away from the smoking volcano.    Continue reading →