Emma felt a strange sense of strength and peace. It wasn’t just that she didn’t feel like she had to run to the bathroom. She hadn’t bit her nails all day either. Usually by the end of first period the tips of her fingers hurt from making the nails too shot. Instead, she actually made eye contact with the teacher, and maybe a couple of other people. She felt great.
Featured Author: Brian Miller. I bid a sad farewell to a great series. Let us know if you start another or start this one up again, Brian. I loved it. This is the hub for The Serialists, a meme for people who post original, serialized fiction on their blogs. If you have one or more posts you would like for us to read, please put the direct link(s) to the post(s) in the linky. Remember to visit one another and […]
I tend to be a little manic about completing rough drafts once I start writing them. This probably comes from the book I spent twenty years unsuccessfully writing. I repeatedly started revising it before completing the rough draft and eventually had to give the whole thing an ignoble burial. But sometimes the process is messing. In the case of my current WIP, the process is complicated by the existence of a previous book in the series and the plans for […]
Jack: Tonic! Previously in Jack and Jill: A picture of the city where you live For more posts with Something Yellow go to Keyhole Pictures
he takes a slice; a child on the swings waving hands and feet a crazy man in court wraps himself in stars and stripes a squirrel falling, falling, falling with the leaves. he sits in the park with pen and paper scribbling down all that he sees. in a moment-phrase-word his slices and his reality trade places The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by […]
No way I’m going to include a picture this time. If I did, the only thing anyone would say is that it’s messy. 🙂 1. a bottle of pills 2. a camera 3. hooks and eyes for sewing. 4. an eraser 5. hair elastics 6. bills 7. mechanical pencils 8. rubber cement 9. a flash drive 10. magic tape (cellophane tape you can write on) 11. a burned out light bulb 12. empty box of staples. 13. a pile of […]
“Sit down. You aren’t going anywhere until you eat.” “But Moooom. I have school.” Lisa stared at the plate full of waffles that hit the table where she usually sat and frowned. “Luscious, right?” Tracy grinned at her across the table, already eating.
This week’s featured author is Old Egg with Ahu and Ahuahu. It’s turning into quite the long-range epic. So cool. This is the hub for The Serialists, a meme for people who post original, serialized fiction on their blogs. If you have one or more posts you would like for us to read, please put the direct link(s) to the post(s) in the linky. Remember to visit one another and comment. We all want to hear from our readers. A […]
Jack: Maybe we should catch the movie later. Jill: Yeah. For more posts with “A picture of the city where you live” go to Keyhole Pictures
The knight had a plan. He’d seen other knights attacking the dragon. Their armor did no good, their valor wasted. Not him. Leaving the clanking iron behind, he crept up with not but a sword. Once he’d reached the head he raised the sword high. The dragon opened an eye. “Goody. Lunch.” The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with […]
The Boy had his tonsils removed. They sent him home with a pile of pills to take. Between that and previous prescriptions, I’m betting I can come up with enough to fill the list. 1. Diovan (blood pressure) 2. Gabapentin (for the cat) 3. Constulose (cat) 4. Clinda (cat) 5. Lisinopril (blood pressure) 6. Hydrochlorothiazide (blood pressure) 7. Hydrocod/Apa (after operation) 8. Ondansetron (tonsillectomy) 9. Oxycontin (tonsillectomy) 10 Prednisone (tonsillectomy) 11. Hydrocod/Apap (tonsillectomy) 12. Ibuprofen (surgery) 13. Cheratussin (cough)
“Step back again. I can’t get you in focus.” Lisa waved at Ben while keeping the video camera clued to her face. Ben did it, and didn’t even grumble, though he couldn’t figure out why she couldn’t make the camera focus on him no matter where he stood. So he hunched over against the cold and let himself look … what was that word she used? Desolate. That was it.
This week’s featured author: Sheilagh Lee. Congrats on completing Meet Emmett Rogers- A Prequel to a Penny Saved A Murder Earned. and welcome to A Christmas Card. This is the hub for The Serialists, a meme for people who post original, serialized fiction on their blogs. If you have one or more posts you would like for us to read, please put the direct link(s) to the post(s) in the linky. Remember to visit one another and comment. We all […]