Have you ever seen a dying rose? The stem – the neck of the rose – collapses and even while the rose looks fresh, it slumps until it’s only facing the earth and never the sky any longer. The first rule of depressionland is to never talk about the depression. It’s not that you can’t… Read More Odd Prompts: Broken Rules
The problem is, human memory is short. If the floods came once a year, there would have been no building in the fertile valley, as tempting as the deep, rich soil was to the farmers who came to the land early. By the time they disembarked, the planet had only felt human steps for a… Read More Odd Prompts: Ripples
A bit of drabble here, might not expand on it, or perhaps they aren’t all human… *** “You need a little extra there.” The paunched man grunted and eyed the new guy. Guy was a misnomer. The boy was frankly larval, and about as attractive. “I got this, now shove off.” “But Skewer said to… Read More Odd Prompts: Moon Rising
The mouse fitted into his hand poorly, the size of it subtly wrong, the arc leaving too much room for his palm, so he had to tense muscles he shouldn’t to manipulate it. It was just one more droplet into the pool of rage growing within him. He clicked on the tiny x to close… Read More Odd Prompts: Haunted
Never say never I prompted myself. I’ve been feeling like I’ll never be able to write again. These last two years have played merry havoc with my ability to write. There are days I say to myself ‘never again.’ I should just hang it all up. And then… then I see a lovely review on… Read More Odd Prompts: Never
I haven’t written for a week. This is… not good. In an attempt to at least muddle through some of my routines and commitments and regain my momentum, I’ve gone ahead with a MidJourney image for the prompt last week. “The morning mist kissed the flower petals.” And also, a ‘remastered’ version of the initial… Read More Morning Mist: Oddly Prompted
This is part of the ongoing WIP, which I really ought to link up I suppose, or not and you’ll have to buy it when I’m done! *** There were lamps. Lamps, and candles, and Bonnie knelt next to the chest, looking up at John with her hands full of slightly honey-scented tapers. “We could… Read More Odd Prompts: Special Delivery
A snippet of a work in progress, since I’ve had trouble finding time for writing around con prep. I’ll be at FenCon this weekend. Here’s my Schedule if you will be as well! *** The cat stopped, his tail switching angrily. Nella stopped, too, doing her best to become one with the shadows. Luka crouched,… Read More Odd Prompts: The Dark Room
This is another snip of the WIP I’m calling Special Delivery for now. *** John drove slowly up the winding drive, peering ahead of them with more than strictly necessary attention. The road wasn’t paved, but the center greenery had been neatly cut down, and recently, too. He steered around a puddle with a frown. … Read More Odd Prompts: Gravel Drive
I live too far West now for the delight of chasing tiny glowing insects through the field. I miss the lightning bugs. Today’s prompt comes from Fiona Grey. I prompted Leigh Kimmel with “The un-rescued princess” You can read the prompt responses over at More Odds Than Ends. sorry mine is not text this week.… Read More Odd Prompts: Bioluminescence
A bit more of the sweet romance I’ve been writing. Which may or may not have some magic in it. First bit is here. *** “Well, it’s obvious you’re not from around here.” She beamed up at them. “Who else would it be?” “We are on our way home.” Bonnie was smiling and shaking her… Read More Odd Prompts: Homeward Bound
Same characters and timeline as last week, just a bit further along. I don’t know yet what, if anything, I’m doing with this story. *** “John?” Bonnie paused at the foot of the stairs, looking up into the darkness. Their joy in arriving at their new home, and being on their honeymoon, had been tempered… Read More Odd Prompts: The Garden