The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: SWIRL. Visit, comment, and write & perhaps post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES. The Café is open. Come as you are!
They’d hiked up the lower reaches of the hillside, beyond the altitude where trees turn to shrub, where a glacial waterfall tumbled through the Saga Sister caverns and down to the ailing peoples of Walden’s Hold by the sea. Continue reading
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: PLATFORM. Visit, comment, and write & perhaps post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES. The Café is open. Come as you are!
It’s too hot to stay aground, too hot to listen to them natter and fight over nothing of real importance. Continue reading
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: WIRE. Visit, comment, and write & perhaps post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES. The Café is open. Come as you are!
Patience was never my virtue.
Outwardly calm while
Rats stage a rave
In the pit
The very base of my belly,
Desire and nerves beg expression. Continue reading
© Ayr/Gray
Many thanks to Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr for their photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge. (07/12/2024). No more than 250 words in length.
It must’ve been destiny. Not one we would’ve immediately predicted, but here we are! Things could have turned out much worse: prison, rehab, unemployability, loss of life-long friends, multiple stretches in rehab, depression, loneliness…All that time we thought they were just screwing around chasing ghosts, they were building the foundations of solid late-life careers. Continue reading
© Ayr/Gray
“Dunno, Jimmi.” Patrick stared at his cell and the clouds that gathered there. Building themselves into a wall of alarming color, they ticked across the screen until the county outline was obliterated, over and over again. “Weathercast says storms all day. The summer festival is gonna be a washout.” Continue reading
The party boat, a tall red cruiser, shudders in its own wake, loosely tethered to dock’s end by a thin rope dipping in and out of the slowly rolling waves; behind it, dark clouds gather with increasing speed and the winds pick up.
“C’mon,” he hollered over the southern-fried blare and bass from the boat’s own speakers, adding “It’ll be fine and I’ll protect you like I always have!” Continue reading
Source: Loomis Dean
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: MOVE. Visit, comment, and write & perhaps post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES. The Café is open, always welcoming. Come as you are!
“Unbelievable,” she muttered, barely suppressing the scream gathering like a Kansas twister in the very core of her belly. Continue reading
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