08
APR
2018
Writing Prompt 55
"Oh, for the love of Holy Morhan, will you please stop thinking that there's always something wrong?" Jonas stuck his hands in his pockets, kicked…
"Oh, for the love of Holy Morhan, will you please stop thinking that there's always something wrong?" Jonas stuck his hands in his pockets, kicked…
The old man picked up the note from the table. "How does it feel to be a Methuselah, kid? Happy enough you ruined the last…
I figured I had a go with a funny prompt this Sunday. Not my usual style, but why not? I think it's suitable for fantasy…
Shelly and David sped past the barb-wires, their fists pumping by their sides. Behind them, the first outpost sounded the alarm. Soon, another answered the…
"Don't touch that," Hannah yelled and slapped Liz's hand. The harmonica fell to the ground. Hannah picked it up and dusted it off gingerly, almost…
Mike kicked a pebble on the pier and watched it plop down into the sea. "Okay, we're here. Now what?" Alex rolled his eyes and…
Jimmy glanced behind him and gnawed on his lip. The shouting was distant, but getting closer. "Are you going to will the wall go…
Minor changes to the blog. There's a static homepage now, where I show my published work. Yes, I know. My web design skills are appalling.…
I stepped out of the shop and scanned around me for anyone watching. The barrel of the gun felt warm through the leather holster. Across the…
At the end of this post is a poll. I'd like to hear your opinion. What do you think? A daredevil perhaps? A bet gone…
I like black and white images. I don't know why, but they have a certain appeal to me. Somehow, they seem more authentic. Perhaps it's…
It's been a year since I started this blog, and 150 of you have followed me and my weekly ramblings. Thank you all for the…