Fiction Friday, Flash Friday, Free Reads, Giveaways, Writing

April Flash Fiction Challenge & Writing Giveaway!

Coinciding with NaNoCamp this month, I’m teaming up with a fellow writer from #Bookstagram to host a Flash Fiction Challenge & Giveaway!  Visit the challenge post on my Instagram (link in sidebar) for the full details on how to enter the giveaway.  But even if you don’t participate on Instagram, feel free to use these prompts and post to your blog or other social media accounts.  Share and tag me, so I can read!

I love flash fiction.  It’s a great exercise for the creative muscles and wonderful practice at “show, don’t tell” because you don’t have enough words to tell.  I used to do regular flash, and I’m trying to get back to at least a weekly fic. Stay tuned for more in the future!

Here’s my fic for this week’s photo prompt:

“Are you going to sit there sulking all night?” Lise’s voice asks from the darkness at my back. I take the last swig from the scavenged bottle in my hand, and then chuck it into the waves to distract her from my face as I scrub the gathering tears from my eyes.

“I don’t sulk.”

“Whatever you say,” she answers as she settles beside me. In the distance I hear the rest of the gang laughing and talking by the bonfire down the beach.

She tucks her spindly legs up to her chest and rests her head on them, blinking at me with those large owl-eyes that always see too much, even at night. Especially at night.

Of all of them, she is always watching me. Waiting for me to say or do something, to lead? Or maybe to break.

Everyone breaks. Eventually.

We’ve carved a makeshift life out of this graveyard of ships. We have shelter from the sun, safety from the packs of wandering wild dogs, and when the prophesied flood comes, we will be ready.

It was my idea to come here. To band together for strength. To assign people jobs to keep them busy, keep their minds off the tragedies that brought us here and help the group as a whole. They all wait to hear me speak before they act. But I am no leader.

I can’t be their leader. I can’t live with anymore blood on my hands. /244 words

I hope you will join us!

 

Flash Friday, Free Reads

Fiction Friday: The Echo

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I post a little snippet of something on most Fridays. It may be an excerpt, a piece of flash, or a chapter from a serialized novel. Check back often, or follow the blog to make sure you don’t miss any of the fun!

THE ECHO

If I hadn’t dropped my yoga mat, the bus never would have hit me.
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Flash Friday, Free Reads

Fiction Friday: Colors

drop-macro-flowers“To your left you will see what is called a painting – an ancient form of art, utilized by humans from pre-history through the late 23rd Earth century. The artist is unknown, but it clearly depicts the first hail of the Alcorian Empire in 2384. The messenger stands with his arms held high, welcoming his kin to their new home. Many believe that this event marked the end of humanity, while Alcorian historians deem it the most important event in our people’s history…”
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Flash Friday, Free Reads

Fiction Friday: Ferreted Away

3532202500_0ca48b1fe2_mThe clacking of Charlene’s high heels echoed down the narrow cement hallway as she followed behind the burly institution guard. He kept glancing over his lump of a shoulder to ogle her. She gave him a saccharine smile every time and put an extra flutter in her lashes, which almost had him tripping over his own feet. Distracted was good.
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