It has been a while since I posted. New job, new schedule and I am still getting adjusted.
Anyway, here is a short story I wrote for my college publication. There was around 30 submissions and they only chose 5. I was one of the 5! 🙂
And yes, the ending was left purposely ambiguous so that anyone can relate.
It Doesn’t Work That Way
My knees buckle from exhaustion as I take a half-step backwards to steady myself. The fierce attacks from the many snarling faces have momentarily stopped and all I can think of is a nursey rhyme my mother sang to me. A rhyme meant to shield me from the evils of everything. An innocent lie told to her child. One that is meaningless now.
In this infinite white room I take a deep breath to steady my nerves and steel myself for the next attack. My strong right hand grasps the club so tight that my hands shake and my bleeding knuckles turn white. The coarse wood feels powerful beneath my soft palms. Quick strikes from the club have barely protected me thus far. In my weaker left hand I struggle to maintain a grip on the heavy rock. Its great weight has slowed my defense, yet its great weight has stopped many of the assaults. The simple Neanderthal tools are my only weapons to ward off the onslaught. They are better than a mother’s lying rhymes. Continue reading
Another week, another Chuck Wendig flash fiction challenge. I am really starting to enjoy these. They are really helping my creative writing. This week Chuck provided his zombies with a random title generator that gave 6… random titles….did I really need to explain that?
My titles: Falling End, The Seventh Healer, Gift of Snow, The Thorn’s Girl, The Son of the Twilight, and Touch in the Beginning.
First 2 I liked. Gift of Snow?! Hell no! I hate snow! Next 2 good. Last one sound’s like a pedophile’s memoire so an emphatic HELL NO!
I went with The Son of the Twilight and really had no clue where it was going but I was happy with the end result. Standard rules of 1000 words max and I cam in at a dashing 997 after 2 edits. Anyway. Enjoy Continue reading
So here I go again. I am attempting my second Flash Fiction Challenge by Chuck Wendig.
It is a 1000 word challenge requiring to write a story about a random song title. I opened Pandora and figured whatever song first came up was what I would use. Crash My Party by Luke Bryan. Didn’t realize I last listened to my country channel but oh well. This should be interesting. The challenge doesn’t require you to use the song title, merely use it as inspiration for the story. Needless to say my story is nothing like the song.
What did I learn? a 1000 word limit sucks! I was at 1108 and cut it down to 1000 words exactly! Lost some of the description but the story is intact. Anyway, here it is
So as I recently stated, this entire blogosphere is a new world to me. Reading, as well as writing my own, has left me confused and lost more times than a 40k night land nav course in a blizzard. However, one of my favorite blogs is by author Chuck Wendig. He seems fond of these Flash Fiction Challenges so I figured I would try my own hand at one.
This one had only one requirement: there must be a dead body.
Here goes. Hope you enjoy.
I barely recognize my brother as he takes his final breath. The sobs of my father are muffled from his face being buried in the overalls of his eldest son. The wind is blowing so fiercely I can barely stand, the entire landscape is swirling around me. Acres of golden alfalfa fields race skyward, to then nosedive towards their intended place below. A dark haze seems to be creeping in the edge of the golden chaos spinning in front of me. Continue reading