From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (08/05/23). No more than 250 words in length. Otherwise, let your creative flag fly!
There was a glitch in my time-story machine. The dumpsters behind the brick wall overflowed with things abandoned and unvalued. Clear that brick wall, I thought, and…
I’d dropped down the wrong rabbit hole. Continue reading
The challenge? Write a story in 6 sentences, no more & no less, and if you’d like, share your own creation or just visit and comment on others’ ideas, with GirlieOnTheEdge, Denise. The prompt is “GRID”, and here’s where you join the party: Six Sentence Stories
“A grid?” She looked out over the expanse of black, freshly-tilled dirt, steam rising as the sun rolled across and heated what she had so rapturously gone over with her rototiller earlier that morning. Continue reading
Carrot Ranch Prompt (07/25/2023): In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story based on the phrase “commitment in a can.” What is the commitment and to whom? Describe the can. How does it expand the story? Go where the prompt leads!
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Step right up, ladies and gents, to the newest wonder of the modern world! Straight from the rainforests of Borneo, where wonders never cease! In my hand, I hold the answer to all your energy needs, your point of concentration, the tiller of your soul! Continue reading
“Well, THAT clearly didn’t work,” she grumbled, tapping her keyboard repeatedly and wincing at the answering repeated dings that only made her midday headache worse. Continue reading
Thunk!
Baba peeked through her shutters, to see Billy’s hind end bouncing its way back to town. That night, sucking on her pipe, she considered the moon overhead. Why did he throw rocks at her cottage? No hello, no jeers, no partner in crime. Was he lonely? Her rocking chair creaked in assent. Continue reading
From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (07/07/23). No more than 250 words in length. Otherwise, let your creative flag fly!
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Inspired by subterranean graffiti below the family’s old Victorian, he lived in the basement, coming up only to grab some food for himself, or cook a meal on the rare occasions when his parents were home. His sisters fled to school and beyond, and when his parents became housebound, the girls’ annual visits dwindled and ceased. An uncurious caretaker watched over his father, keeping him fed and bathed and toileted.
And Charles finally, mostly free. Continue reading
The challenge? Write a story in 6 sentences, no more & no less, and if you’d like, share your own creation or just visit and comment on others’ ideas, with GirlieOnTheEdge, Denise. The prompt is “MELANCHOLY”, and here’s where you join the party: Six Sentence Stories
Without a doubt, that was the last straw.
His casual comments about strangers with unflattering hairstyles, alien colored locks, clothes worn too tight or too loose, the ugliness of sparse whiskers on extra chins, jiggling rolls of belly fat, too much makeup or not enough, had escalated over the past month, and his gimlet eye had turned to me though he hadn’t yet uttered his scathing commentary…yet. Continue reading
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