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Showing posts with label Short fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Short fiction. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday.



Another Wednesday to exercise my writing muscles. These are so helpful to get the brain going in other ways than where it's been. Sometimes I just want to keep going and write a full story from these prompts. Maybe someday I will.



I stared at the flames that had burst out of my fingers. There was no way I could get out of this without an explanation.
                Karl’s eyes widened, then he swallowed and smiled. “I always knew there was something different about you.”
                I blinked. My mouth opened and closed, trying to form itself around the words slamming into each other in my stunned mind.
                “How long have you been able to do that?” Karl asked.
                “Since I was three.”

                He nodded and pulled off his shoes. “Much cooler than what I can do.” He said as he floated above me.

Here are the links to find more from this prompt.

Wendy Knight, Author: www.wendyknightauthor.blogspot.com
Kelly Martin, Author: www.kellymartinbooks.blogspot.com
Alison Woods (Peering Into. . .): http://alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com/
Jessica Winn, The Distracted Writer:http://thedistractedwriter.com/

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesdays

"You are on a crowded subway platform when you see a familiar face"

This is something new I'm trying with some friends. We call it Wonhundred Word Wednesdays. Each Wednesday we'll post a 100 word story with a different writing prompt. Everyone is welcome to follow the links below to see the way different people can interpret the same opening.

We hope you have as much fun with this as we will. 








Here's mine.

The crowd pushes me. I keep my head down. Can’t take the chance I’ll be seen. The train’s late and the crowd’s antsy. I want to push them all down and take off running, but I can’t chance it. I must blend in.
The train pulls up. I’m almost there. I’ll never come back. Nothing’s left for me besides prison. It wasn’t my fault, but he doesn’t care. I glance furtively around as the wave of humans propels me onto the train. A relieved breath escapes me. A hand touches my shoulder and I turn to see him. I’m caught.




Now go see these other blogs to find out how other writers interpret the same writing prompt. :) Thanks for visiting. 

Wendy Knight, Author:    www.wendyknightauthor.blogspot.com
Kelly Martin, Author:    www.kellymartinbooks.blogspot.com
Alison Woods (Peering Into. . .):    http://alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com/
Jessica Winn, the distracted writer:    http://thedistractedwriter.com/
R.K. Grow:     http://www.rkgtheauthor.com/
Stephanie Worlton's Kreating Krazy blog:     http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/
Leah Sanders, inklings:     http://inklings-leahsanders.blogspot.com/
Laura D. Bastian     http://www.lauradbastian.com/