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Tag: Writing challenge
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Odd Prompts: Glass and Grape
This week’s prompt led to a short story, science fiction, and is a play on some science that actually exists, although not yet this mature… Glass and Grape The blackberry note was nice, but the green… Adriana gently spat the wine back out into her waste cup and shook her head faintly, regretfully. Her…
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Odd Prompts: Wonderland Snip
So! I have had a little extra time (two snow days!) and with rest, the writing brain started to come back online. This week’s snippet is short, but I’ve been working on this story trying to splice together all the bits and pieces into a cohesive whole. At 16K words I can say… it’s…
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Odd Prompts: Cloudless Sky
This is a snippet from a potential work in progress. *** Rain fell from a cloudless sky. Sadie flicked an annoyed glanced upward, and then back at her brother. “Are you sure this is going to work?” She demanded. “No.” He didn’t look up from the loose assemblage of pipes his hands were busy…
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Odd Prompts: Wonderland
A snippet of an ongoing project worked nicely for this week’s prompt! Special Delivery “We’re taking an unmarked?” Shelby grumbled as she followed Johns out into the parking lot. “Captain said not to take personals on this run.” He shrugged. “And I will be damned if I plant my flat old ass in a…
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Writing Marathon
Ready, set, go! I have a week(ish) of vacation. Other than possibly a couple of days down to visit my mother and sister with all the kids (during which I plan to get no writing done other than daily minimums, and that because Mom will encourage me into it), I have a full seven…
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Too Familiar: Odd Prompted
Kitten pulled the scarf tighter around her head and ducked out of the door, pulling it tightly shut behind her. The scarf wasn’t just to keep the biting cold wind out. The door nearly-slammed wasn’t just to keep that wind from snatching it open and banging. Although that would make her master yell louder,…
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Jack’s Quest: Odd Prompts
“Jack!” I shouted, sprinting after him. His leash flapping, he was bounding across the field ahead of me. I knew I’d never catch him unless he stopped for some reason. I also knew it was unlikely he’d stop before he made it to the woods and there was that deer… no, I corrected myself…
