Thursday, February 28, 2013

Five Sentence Fiction Challenge - Empty

This week's writing challenge from Five Sentence Fiction ( Lillie McFerrin Writes ) is based upon the prompt "empty."

Hey, I'm early this week!

Being a rider of the DC Metro, I decided to have a little fun with this one.


He had jumped into the subway car just as the doors closed, the sound of gunshots ringing out behind, the clang of ricochets off the metal doors echoing in his ears. Jack didn't know how he'd managed to dodge the bullets, but that was just part of the daily routine when you deal in heroin and white slavery – not everyone does business with a handshake in those circles. As the train pulled away from the station, he noticed a lot of blood on the seats and thought another rider had been hit. Looking around, he saw the only other passenger on the train was an old man with a wry smile wearing a Halloween costume. His thoughts on the curious situation were interrupted, however, when the operator announced, "Welcome aboard the express, Jack, with your next stop - Hell..."

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Wednesday, February 27, 2013

FSF Challenge - Abandoned

This week's writing challenge from Five Sentence Fiction ( Lillie McFerrin Writes ) is based upon the prompt "abandoned."

I've been a little busy lately, so I'm late in gettng this posted. The Five Sentence Fiction challenge seems to be getting more popular, too. Lots of new names and it looks like I'll be number 41 on the list. Now if I can just find to time to read everyone else's posts...


It wasn't supposed to be like this – a boyfriend leaving without a word, parents that wanted nothing to do with her, and another helpless life stirring within, just beginning to show. Her grandmother, who lived upstate and the only one who had ever seemed to care, might be her last chance for a safe place to stay until she could figure things out. She heard there was a train station on the other side of Johnsonville, and had walked most of the morning to get there, praying she had enough money left to buy a ticket. But when she reached the depot and saw it hadn't been used for years, Cindy May Wilkes just kept going, crying as she stumbled along the rusted and overgrown tracks, her arms wrapped around her stomach, past the crossing at East Street, by the boarded-up factory, and halfway across the old bridge over the Watauga River.

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Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Scarlett River Press Website Update

It appears that the Scarlett River Press website is back on-line as promised. There doesn't seem to be anything new on it yet except that all of the submissions are marked "closed." So, I have that one little poem submitted to them - perhaps it still has a chance for publication!

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Monday, February 4, 2013

I'm So Proud!

I found this on-line writing analyzer that is supposed to tell you which famous author your writing style emulates. I put in the story I'd written for the Five Sentence Fiction Challenge using the prompt "ringing" and it responded with this:

I write like
H. P. Lovecraft
I Write Like by Mémoires, journal software. Analyze your writing!

Without a doubt, a most remarkably accurate tool!

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