You know, I've been spending so much time writing, and publishing, I totally forgot to come update the website, so I've got the list of my current books and links on where to find them if you're interested in the books section.
As a side note, I've been getting a little busy and the writing has slowed down just a touch since I'm teaching 5th grade. It's an awesome experience and as soon as I get my feet under me a little better, I'll be back to writing.
I have an urban fantasy with 5 books that's in the works. Four books are written and the fifth is in the works so as soon as I get all 5 done, I'll be putting them up and letting you know.
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
He itched to clear the ground,
to look out and see nothing
He itched to clear the ground, to look out and see nothing but wide open spaces. He’d daydreamed about it many times. Yet the same awful scene reached his eyes when he looked out his back window.
It would take a bit of work. He would
need to pick up a few things since he didn’t have all the materials. Yet.
He glanced back into the kitchen
where his wife stood over the sink. She told him he couldn’t get rid of
anything, but he knew she hated the sprawling cityscape as much as he did. She’d
come around eventually.
Must be since it's nearing Halloween, but I went a little dark on this one. It's always fun to play around with these prompts. You never know where it will lead.
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
October 14, 2015:
One Hundred words is kinda tough to tell a story in. But sometimes, I have to admit, I'm a tiny bit surprised to see where my brain takes these prompts.
The Prompt for this week is:
Someone must have seen him, because the police were at his door
There’s always that one guy. It doesn’t matter where you live, there’s that one person who just tries to get away with too much. Maybe they think they are above it all. Maybe they think they are invincible. Maybe they want that thrill of trying something just to see if they can get away with it.
Most times, it’s relatively harmless in the grand scheme of things.
But not with Bob.*
Kinda hard to not be noticed when you’re dragging things like a severed leg down the street. Someone must have seen him, because the police were at his door.
*name has been changed to protect the innocent neighbors nearby.
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Why had no-one ever mentioned Mum's twin?
Standing by the casket, I nodded numbly as the mourners passed, offering their condolences. She’d suffered for months, wasting away to almost nothing as she fought the cancer we hadn’t caught in time. Their assurances she was no longer in pain didn’t help.
Now it was just me and Karl since Dad had gone to set up their mansion in heaven a couple years before.
As the viewing drew to a close and the visitors dwindled, I leaned my head against Karl’s shoulder and gasped when a woman walked in the door.
Why had no one ever mentioned Mum’s twin?
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Today's story brought to you by the following prompt:
August 26, 2015: As he opened the car door,
there was a loud
As he opened the car door, there was a loud woman waving her polka-dot umbrella. “You can’t stop there!”
He waved his hand in the dismissive
manner he was accustomed to, stopping her mere inches from his face, her
umbrella frozen mid-swing as she succumbed to his power.
“I’ll stop anywhere I want, you old
bat,” he said.
He took a few
more steps, staring straight ahead at the door he expected to find his date
brought him directly over a large X. He looked up in time to see the dragon
before it squashed him flat.
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Today's prompt was: As soon as she walked in, she felt the tension
As I started writing it, I was kinda surprised where it went, but kinda pleased with it anyway.
Hope you enjoy it.
As soon as she walked in, she felt the tension of the tripwire. Her heart stopped for a moment and she breathed out. She pulled her foot back as gently as she could, but the click of the pin being pulled echoed in her ears, sounding louder than the gunfire in the streets below.
If it was anything like the traps she’d set for the enemy she had moments to come to terms with her life.
Not that she cared to see any of it flash before her eyes. Except for that one brief moment she’d seen the chosen one.