Friday morning. Your move. I know, it may be too much like a science for you. You’re an artist. You act off the cuff; live off the grid. Watch them. Deliberate moves; demanding reflection, patience. If I make this move, what move will you make? Is it a safe move? Will it give me the… Continue reading 219 Words. Friday Morning.
This prompt used a random line from Tolstoy's Anna Karenina as my last line of the story: The Return She stood at the front of the ferry, rubbing her hands together to fight off the dropping temperatures, trusting that Patrick brought at least one of the children with him. If not, she feared the drive… Continue reading Writing Prompt from Anna Karenina
Afterward, they would argue about who turned back first. Ten minutes ago, when she made him pull over so she could walk the rest of the way home, the maverick in her started planning. Get out of the lease, buy a used car of her own, and get back to her own life. The snow… Continue reading Impasse
This 300 word or less prompt was written to the last line below, "He could turn it around." The line taken randomly from Colum McCann's amazing novel, Let the Great World Spin. The Cycle 296 words by Vicki Roberts: Nov. 5, 2017 Whack! If he was going to mimic Sister Lenora’s snort of a laugh again,… Continue reading Micro Fiction: The Cycle
This week's short is based on a line selected randomly from my current read, A God in Ruins, by Kate Atkins: The house was much warmer than when he had lived there with Nancy. Taking a sentence written by one writer for a specific purpose and folding it into a completely new character for an… Continue reading Micro-Fiction: Parlour Games