Tag: writing

Running away does the body good; even if it is only temporary. At least that’s what Billie had convinced herself. Routines are good, but sometimes the monotony becomes a weight. Billie felt the weight lifting the farther she drove from the apartment. She felt like she was floating by...

Final Word Count: 10,809 Started a total of three stories, completed one out of 10 short story ideas I decided to just put my stats up front and as you can see, I did not complete my goal of 50,000 words so I did not win NaNoWriMo 2020. But...

I can’t believe we’re halfway through November which means we are halfway through National Novel Writing Month affectionately known as NaNoWriMo. Based on the suggested goal of 1,667 words a day, I should have about 25,000 words by now. I have 9,771. So I probably won’t hit 50,000 words...

This story was originally published on HitRecord on Oct. 5, 2017 – https://hitrecord.org/records/3341392 “You know in England they call flashlights torches? Isn’t that neat?” Chase asked, as we walked farther into the forest. All four of us were using our flashlights to make sure we didn’t trip over any...

This story was originally published on HitRECord on Oct 1, 2017 – https://hitrecord.org/records/3338765 I have the faint taste of copper on my tongue long before Maria tells me that the word sangria comes from sangre, the Spanish word for blood. “Because of the color,” she says nonchalantly as she...

Cassidy glanced at the chalkboard menu in the coffee shop like she wasn’t going to get the same lavender rose iced coffee she always got. She would, however, change her treat from an almond croissant to a pumpkin cappuccino muffin. She heard the door open, the bell hanging above...

This story was originally shared on HitRecord on Oct 2, 2017 – https://hitrecord.org/records/3339503. Please feel free to go on the site and remix it! Dr. Young held her breath as the aerosol sprayed all the zombies in the containment room. She kept her eyes on her husband, hoping that...

Inspired by a prompt from the Writer’s Fuel Shop. Follow them on Instagram and check out their Etsy shop! Frustrated, Nyla sat on the ground, wrapped her arms around her legs and rested her head on her knees. The journey from the village to the mountain had taken an...

Yes, lurking. Because looking for love can be frowned upon. It isn’t always, but as a straight woman (especially one with a Christian background), it definitely feels like it. But that’s only in terms of romantic love (Eros if you’re familiar with the Greek terms). It feels like we...

The woman Cane had been checking out approached him. Her wide hips only half-switching because of the laundry basket on her left hip, a bottle of Dreft detergent in it. He recognized the brand. His brother, Early, and his wife Shawna used it for his nephew’s clothes.  He sat...