A lot has changed since I walked through the subway doors with Grandfather, so many years ago.
The Challenge: Write a 100-word story that must contain the words “orange,” “beard,” “empty,” “dreamt,” and “suit.” The rules: You must use all of the words. You must attempt to make one of those words into a motif or symbol in your story. Your character should be like a bad poker player in that his … Continue reading 100-Word Story Challenge
If you're not completely entranced I'll personally give your money back. By the way, it's free
There was something about hearing Juliet curse that made his ridiculous marriage to her seem worth it.
"The Way Things Were" follows Marcos on a voyage to Italy where he finds a mysterious relative with the ability to change the course of his life. But will he jump at the opportunity to leave everything and everyone he's ever known behind?
I’ll be awaiting my new prompt for the Final Round tonight at the stroke of midnight, and I’ll have twenty-four hours to write a 1,500 word story. There are now just 80 writers remaining from an original field of over 3,000.
The sun was a medallion on the horizon when the truck shrunk over the hills. It was my prize. A sign I’d paid my price. That I’d have my reward. And, believe me, I deserved it.
I grew up in Laurel Springs, New Jersey but I always say “Philadelphia” when people ask where I’m from. It says so on my birth certificate and I’ll never budge on that.
Missing were the station wagons and the minivans Robert had noticed on his drive earlier that evening. In their place were old Cadillacs with sharp fins and turquoise paint, and antique Fairlanes with their cloth tops down to the stars above
Do people hold the door At department stores Any more? Or Do they rant and roar And leave the chore To hearts that beat pure? I’m no longer sure. Can we ever endure The unyielding lure Of vain and gore? Or Have we lost the core And emerged in spores On the shower floor? … Continue reading Random Rhyming & Musing