Monthly Archives: May 2019

Wednesday Words #231(5/29/2019)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

This week’s prompt:

a roadside stand
a lost package
a wrench

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

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Sunday Snippet, May 26, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Picking up from last week.

“Cara? Are you all right?”

She looked up at the sound of Jacob’s voice and managed a smile. “Just feeling overwhelmed and still not sure what I should do. My life is in Tulsa, but this…” She shook her head and sighed.

“There’s no need to decide right this minute,” he said. “Or even anytime today. If you want to go back to Tulsa and think about it for a while, that’s fine, too. Tamira and I can hold things together here until you’ve had some time to step away and think about it.”

“Thank you.”You have no idea how much that means to me. And how much pressure it takes off.” She checked the casserole. “Breakfast is ready.” She put it on the table while he got plates and silverware.

“How did you sleep?” he asked.

“Very well, thanks. Harry invited herself in to keep me company and slept against my back all night.” She frowned. “I had a weird dream of sorts, though.”

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 5-25-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Picking up from last week.

 

“And you couldn’t have called?” Amusement tinged her voice as she took his coat and hung it up.

“I could have,” he admitted, glancing toward the kitchen.

“I’m fine,” she laughed. Her voice grew darker, softer. “They were kicked out of their homes. They’re half frozen and more than half starved.”

He nodded. “I worry.”

“I know. And I’m sorry you had to come all the way out here for nothing.”

“It’s not for nothing.” He sighed. “He’s lodged a complaint that you’re running a homeless shelter without a license and he’s really going to push for them to investigate and won’t stop until they do.”

“I’m not running a homeless shelter.”

“The report says that you were seen admitting two young males into the building.”

“I did,” she replied calmly. “This is my home. I do believe I have the right to have guests in it? Overnight if I wish? Longer if I want?”

Bran sighed. “You’re risking too much, Kunda,” he said softly.

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #230(5/22/2019)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

This week’s prompt:

a pawn shop
a thorn
a hole in a wall

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

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Sunday Snippet, May 19, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Skipping a few lines from last week. It’s the next morning and Cara has showered and dressed and gone downstairs to face the day.

She went downstairs to find Harry waiting at the door.  With a chuckle she opened it. 

“Thanks for the company.”

She started a pot of coffee for Jacob and a pot of hot water for herself, then popped a breakfast casserole into the oven. She was never going to be able to eat all the food people had brought, even if she didn’t have to go back to Tulsa. 

Back to Tulsa. 

The thought hurt, but she shook her head. That was where her life was. She would turn the house and business over to Jacob and Tamira and…

And what? Just walk away? What had happened to wanting to get to know her grandmother?

She sat down at the table and rested her head in her hands. What was she supposed to do?

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 5-18-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Picking up from last week.

“You’re safe, so don’t be afraid. It’s a friend.”

“Bran! Come in!”

“This isn’t a social call,” a man’s voice responded, but they heard him stamp the snow off of his feet as the door closed behind him, and they left the table to stand near the doorway so they could see. “I’m here with a warning.”

“I know that,” Kamrin replied with a laugh as Bran shook the sleet from his hat and coat. “I figured the good reverend was on the phone to the police before I had my front door closed. What took you so long?”

He glanced toward the door. “Have you been out in that tonight? Wrecks everywhere and where there aren’t wrecks driving is hazardous at best. We’re only handling emergencies and this isn’t an emergency. Besides, it’s a civil issue, not criminal. I just wanted to let you know that he’s trying to make trouble.”

“And you couldn’t have called?” Amusement tinged her voice as she took his coat and hung it up.

“I could have,” he admitted, glancing toward the kitchen.

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #229(5/15/2019)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

This week’s prompt:

a scalded hand
paper
new shoes

 

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

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Sunday Snippet, May 12, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year. This snippet skips a few lines from last week; Cara is locking up the house before going to bed.

A plaintive meow made her smile and she opened the door to find a familiar calico cat on the porch. She opened the screen and crouched down to pet her. “Did you come to say good night?”    

In answer, the cat invited herself into the house, and Cara laughed, closing the door and locking it.  She put down a dish of water and rubbed Harry’s ears and chin for a moment. “I have to admit, I won’t mind the company, but I’m going to go to bed. Mind your manners and no clawing of furniture.”

She gathered up the papers and put them in her attaché case, and closed up her laptop, tucking it in with them, and started up the stairs, turning out the light as she left the kitchen. 

Harry tagged along, trotting up the stairs with her as if she owned the place.

“Make yourself at home,” Cara said wryly.

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 5-11-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Picking up from last week.

She nodded and rose.”I have something that will help until we can get you to a doctor. Meanwhile, eat. There’s lots more where that came from.” She frowned slightly.”When is the last time you two had a good meal?”

“Before we were kicked out,” Alex replied. “We didn’t have time to grab much, not that we had much anyhow.”

Kamrin nodded. “You two can stay here as long as you need to. Or want to,” she added. 

Alex swallowed hard and looked at Tommy who had turned to look at him. He was sure that the tears in Tommy’s eyes were mirrored in his own.

“Thank you,” Alex said, and Tommy turned to look at her.

“Yes, thank you,” he said, his voice hoarse. “For taking us in and… and for everything.”

“You’re more than welcome,” she said. She touched his shoulder gently. “Let me get something to help you with your breathing.”

She had just handed him a cup when the doorbell sounded. “Breathe the steam and drink the tea. I’ll be right back.” She paused in the doorway and smiled. “You’re safe, so don’t be afraid. It’s a friend.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #228(5/8/2019)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

This week’s prompt:

an abandoned mine
a seed
a cow

 

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

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