“I’m happy for you.” She smiled. “Thank you Life Weaver. Your questions?” I glanced at the paper in front of me and chuckled. “Well, my next questions are about freedom, and about fear. Do you hold the reins or are chains still holding you back? What fears still haunt you?” Sruni grinned then her … More February Flashbacks: Days Eight and Nine
“So what’s next Life Weaver? More questions?” “Yes. I need to ask you a difficult question. Have you ever had something break and been unable to fix it? It could be a relationship, item or otherwise. If you could also speak to whether you think some things should stay broken or if they should always … More February Flashback: Days Four and Five
For the fourth hour in a row she stared at the blank screen. A year’s work. Gone. The lights in her house. Gone. The power. Gone. Nothing worked. Anywhere. She’d run inside and hid, fearing what people might do now that communications were down. Nothing had happened. No screaming or shouting like in the movies. … More Writing Prompt: Blank Stare
The meteor pictures filled one wall of the basement in Raphael Sorensen’s house. Hundreds of images, all labeled with tiny post-it notes detailing the date, time and distance of the meteor. Hunched over his desk Mr. Sorenson was tapping away at his keyboard. A cup of coffee sat abandoned beside his mousepad. He was checking the … More Writing Prompt: What a character!
It’s hard to believe, but sitting on this island with no ships in sight I suppose there is very little beyond possibility. Even the chain rubbing a hole in my ankle isn’t entirely beyond belief. Although. I suppose since I was a King only yesterday that is a bit more difficult to conceive. The story? … More Writing Prompt: who, what, when, where…and why not?