Character Vignette -- Rainy Day Fund
Also for hot summer days, since it keeps the bugs out, but i've always loved these cool, soft gray days in the spring. the streets look cleaner in the neighborhood, and the lawns start their slow cycle back to green from the verdigris of winter.
FuturePlex Brings You The World Of Tomorrow
#4 of flash fiction my five-sentence flash fiction for the confuzzled competition. i came third! new, clean, safe: futureplex nuclear hovercars! why go out in the fallout, when you could send your futureplex robot?
Creative Writing Prompt #1: The Library
Even the wood is fancy, who knew that wood could be that red, even before they did all the stuff to it? and they make sure and have all the amenities, too.
Fisher
His boots were too much for the drizzle that the weather offered, but it was that or his threadbare sneakers, and some tiny part of his mind had done the calculation without the rest of him knowing, and he'd tugged the heavy things on for the walk.
Dance
Watching the silhouette with curious intensity as it mirrors her movements against the darkness to his own energetic vulpine cadence against the light.
Day at the Races
the wolf growled, clearly unhappy at losing even more money. "fine, one hundred bucks. i bet you won't flash your tits at the end of the next race, standing by the finish line."
Writing Prompt #5: Two-Part Invention
“magnanimity would like you to recount this event to the best of your capability." “well, i guess i'll obscure this event to the worst of my capability. you already got my stuff, i don't know what else you hope to get from me."
Writing Prompt #6: Difficulties in Dungeon
the vicinity of the dungeon but also the nearby town of dwyer falls.
Writing Prompt #5 - "Transmission One-One-Two-Five"
Most of the buildings are completely leveled. the casualties have to be in the thousands, i have no idea. i-it's a mess, sir." “and the target?" “the target is, well, avian and bipedal in appearance.
Writing Prompt #9 - "Left to Die"
the sharp prod of a bayonet-studded rifle to lambert's back forced him from the ship's side of the gangplank to the half hanging over the water.
Flash Fiction
It's just a quick, half-hour or so flash fiction to help me ry and work on my writing. hence the cliché; i don't particularly need to worry about plot because it's already sorted. so. tada.
Writing Prompt #7: An Ideal Shape
It swiveled on top of its pedestal, warbling and flashing its eye-spots, but the hands continued to approach where no other creature had dared, and soon there was nowhere to retreat to.