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Today I returned to the characters from The Becoming. The Stand, no relation to the King novel, is 659 words. Here’s a bit from the opening: The dog’s howls were the first sign. Any minute Annara would hear the second–their … Continue reading
Billions of nanoids rose to the surface of Erin’s hand. Each one emitted an electrical hum. As the hum gained strength the tree began to glow and pulse. A rectangular outline took shape around her hand. “The source.” “Did you … Continue reading
The rumble of Pragmir growls shifted the earth beneath Erin’s feet. She had managed to avoid these ferocious carnivores so far, but not today. “Erin. We can do this.” Darren’s plan was pure insanity, but she knew it might be … Continue reading
I’m still playing catch up after my weekend of FUN. Instead of posting them all together, I will publish them separately. Here’s a continuation of Other Worlds from last week. *** Fifteen minutes on Earth translated to one hour on … Continue reading
Story #2 is complete! I wrote more flash fiction today (667 words). This story centers around characters from a novel I’ve been playing with for the last couple of years. I say playing because I haven’t committed myself to writing … Continue reading
Energy bounced off her fingertips. “You don’t want this,” she said “No, I don’t. But we can’t let him continue.” Above us evil hovered.
The dogs were a gift, left on a porch two summers ago. They fought alongside us. When they fell we fought for their memory.
Busy, busy day. I hope you enjoy this little nugget of a story. The bells echoed into the night. One. Two. Three. Four. “Here they come!” From the trees they flew. Our arrows met their mark.
I’ve had the first lines to this little story in my head for months, but I wasn’t sure where I wanted it to go. As I began I realized I was writing an off shoot story, set in a novel … Continue reading