Day 8 What the hell is going on? My eyes refused to process what I’d just seen. There was no doubt left that this fire wasn’t natural. People didn’t just become piles of ash in seconds. The logical part of my brain screamed to run, but knowing I’d been spared yet again, only drove meContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
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Spook-tober 2024
Day 6 I hadn’t completely lost the rational part of myself. I skirted the edge of the hill, and made my way around the fire, slowly. The blaze itself wouldn’t hold the answers I sought, even though the crackling conflagration captivated me fiercely. I needed to work my way back to the point of ignitionContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober
Day 4 I knew I should remain cautious, but my head was starting to spin from the panic and smoke. I peered through streaming tears, and finally saw the orange flames licking at the top of the hill over to my left, but something was off. There was a purple edge to the those flames.Continue reading “Spook-tober”
Spook-tober 2024
Day 2 My heart refused to calm, but my feet moved me forward—almost without my permission. I couldn’t see the source of the ash itself and felt no heat, but my throat burned from more than just the exertion of the climb. I cursed the darkness as my foot caught on a root and IContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober 2024
Day 1 The ash swirled around me as I trudged blindly up the hill in front of me. My heart beat a chaotic rhythm in my chest, and I wondered for the millionth time what had possessed me to come out here at all. Curiosity was one word for it, but foolishness could be another.Continue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober 2024
Life got me again, but Spook-tober is a tradition. This year Amber and I are doing something different. I’m going to start a story and each of us is going to take turns writing a part until we finish on October 31st. Follow along with us this month to see where the writing takes us!
FWIMC: Part Two
Mystery As I drew closer to the door, my nerves sang with a tension I’d not felt before. The path was dark and foreboding, but with every step I took it felt like a veil was being lifted, and the house I knew and remembered came into focus. I blinked several times, because my brainContinue reading “FWIMC: Part Two”
Free Write Inspiration Motivation Challenge
I’ve come to realize l’ve been in a creative rut, because I let life and work convince me to break my own rules. So, I’ve decided to try something to get the creative spark to reignite. I’m going to write a short story, but I am just going to let the words hit the pageContinue reading “Free Write Inspiration Motivation Challenge”
25 Days of Terror
Day 12 Harmless It was a bright, sunny day and she found herself in an equally cheery mood. There was a light spring in her step as she walked through the park. She expected to see others out and about enjoying the beautiful weather, but the park was completely deserted. It was odd, but sheContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day 11 Next Morning She said she’d stay, but by the light of day, the bed is cold, all traces gone. Had it been a dream, Were those words, nothing but a fantasy, a lovely night imagined? No, it couldn’t be, She was real, Beauty and such perfection, yet she is gone. The feel ofContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
Scribble City: Write Now 