Tag: Writing challenge

  • Odd Prompts: A Knocking Cometh

    Odd Prompts: A Knocking Cometh

    This is a snip of my ongoing WIP, a sequel to The Groundskeeper: Raking up the Dead.  *** “You are a goth.” Mr. Cruor’s smile over the rim of his cup was slightly crooked. “That is what they call it these days, yes? Have you seen the work of the excellent Charles Addams? I believe…

  • Odd Prompt: Rock My World

    Odd Prompt: Rock My World

      This is just a bit of drabble for the prompt.  *** The speaker up on the dias in front of the large screen cleared her throat. As if on cue, the screen lit up behind her, with the title of the talk, her name in smaller letting under that. She looked up and out,…

  • Odd Prompts: In Shadow

    Odd Prompts: In Shadow

    This is a snippet of something from the Tanager universe. I have no idea when, or where it fits into the series, but here you go…  *** He paused on the threshold for an almost imperceptible moment, allowing the nearly invisible field to sweep him clean. That it also let him scan the comparatively dim…

  • Odd Prompts: Have a Beer

    Odd Prompts: Have a Beer

    I don’t know that I’ll revisit this, but it was fun to write.  **** Micah heard the front door, but didn’t look up from his task. It would be one of his housemates, more than likely. He didn’t look up until the footsteps came closer, then stopped as there was a tapping at the open…

  • Odd Prompts: Snip of Groundskeeper

    Odd Prompts: Snip of Groundskeeper

    I’m thinking this one may wind up titled ‘Groundskeeper: Bringing Home the Dead’  **** Mark, half materialized, whooshed past her and got into the other ghost’s face. “What do you mean by this?” He demanded, reaching out toward the fading figure.  “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” The other ghost drifted backward, away from Mark, and into…

  • Odd Prompts: Centipede Pie

    Odd Prompts: Centipede Pie

    Ok, I had an epic writing day, with almost 3500 words to finish off a story for an anthology. Then I realized I hadn’t done the prompt… so here’s a little bit of flash fiction for you all to laugh at.  **** She felt her jaw drop.  “What did you say?” She asked after a…

  • Odd Prompts: Running with Scissors

    Odd Prompts: Running with Scissors

    This is more of the Chloe story, from the Groundskeeper world.  *** They dashed across the lobby, Chloe weaving between bemused shoppers, and out the doors where the ghost had vanished. Chloe stopped dead on the sidewalk, right on the curb, and looked around. There was nothing besides a scattering of regular everyday people.  “He…

  • Odd Prompts: Returns

    Odd Prompts: Returns

    This is a chunk of something from a WIP. I may not include it when the actual thing comes together (everything else is in first person) so this was just what the prompt popped into my head.  *** Mac leaned over Chimwemwe’s shoulder, resting his hand on the shock chair rather than the alien’s rubbery…

  • Odd Prompts: Corn Palace

    Odd Prompts: Corn Palace

    Ok, this was an odd one this week, and I think I folded, spindled, and mutilated the prompt to make it fit in what I needed to write. Enjoy!  ****  The coven’s reach isn’t as long as they would like, but it’s pretty wide in a radius around Eugene.”  “That’s why you routed us around…

  • Odd Prompts: Commonly Believed to be Ming

    Odd Prompts: Commonly Believed to be Ming

    Today’s prompt is a bit of something longer, which I won’t put entirely in public… I have plans for this story!  **** She propped her elbows on the kitchen island, her eyes sleepy. Joe pushed a mug of coffee closer to her, and she blinked.  “What did I do last night?” She asked, pulling the…

  • Odd Prompts: Jack the Golden

    Odd Prompts: Jack the Golden

    So it took about twenty-four hours for me to get the writing brain online. Which really, isn’t bad all things considering. Also, I created a new writing spot in the apartment and tried it out… Ok, I didn’t need a spot. I found a chair and couldn’t pass it up, so it came home with…

  • Odd Prompts: Odder than Usual

    Odd Prompts: Odder than Usual

      With apologies, as I am quite tired… but I’m going to get it done.  *** Granny Mathilde straightened up from her weeding. Every year the flowerbeds seemed to grow larger, no matter how many plants she gave away, or how much she sublet the yard. She rubbed her back, staring off into the distance,…