Modern Conveniences
Posted on December 13, 2010 6:39 pm under Microfiction
Tags: fiction, flash fiction, Microfiction Monday, Story | 12 Comments
Thank goodness she lived in modern times. This sure beat cleaning clothes in the stream and hanging them on branches.
Microfiction Monday offers a new image each week and a challenge to write a story of 140 characters or less. Click on the image to see other entries. Why not try your own?
Double Duty
Posted on December 8, 2010 4:01 pm under Three Word Wednesday
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Don’t remember what I was doing last week, but I missed the Three Word Wednesday challenge. I didn’t discover this until I went to post today and realized that I had used last week’s words. Hate to waste them, so here’s two weeks worth.
A Different God
Who judges what’s right or wrong? Surely not the gracious deity, who had provided him with an early nightfall and escape from his pursuers. Relaxing in the safety of his hideout, the thief began to count the rewards of his exploit.
Slap
Right before my eyes,
it met an untimely demise.No effort was made at revival.
Who cheers a mosquito’s survival?
Grave Matters
Posted on December 6, 2010 6:01 am under Microfiction
Tags: fiction, flash fiction, Microfiction Monday, Story | 13 Comments
Microfiction Monday offers a new image each week and a challenge to write a story of 140 characters or less. Click on the image to see other entries. Why not try your own?
And The Winner Is . . .
Posted on December 1, 2010 5:37 am under NaNoWriMo
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Me!
And every other participant in the NaNoWriMo challenge. It’s a great experience and has value that goes far beyond meeting the marker.
That said, I’m proud of completing the 50,000 word challenge and prouder still to have finished my first draft of Essentials today, racing another 20,000 words past the finish line.
Editing? I’ll be starting that tomorrow. But tonight I’m savoring my success.
Chicken
Posted on November 24, 2010 10:06 am under Three Word Wednesday
Tags: Holiday, microfiction, Thanksgiving | 9 Comments
They shuffled back and forth, neither advancing nor retreating. Don’t attract attention and the danger will pass. Tom did not pander to this foolishness and fled the scene. Better to be called a chicken then to be served for tomorrow’s dinner.
