Ova Scott monitored all persons coming and going through the west atrium. The International Public Health Crisis Summit convened a week ago at the famous palatial conference center due north of Jabedelle's capitol city. Two days remained. In Scott's capacity as a member of the security detail for the crowned prince of Glenvai, he was … Continue reading The King’s Emissary
A sliver of natural luminescence slipped between handsewn curtains and glinted off the pearl black coat of a cat. The undersized feline hopped up from the window sill onto a ponderous oak desk, the most prominent feature of the quaint bedroom. The animal stalked past a Vive la France! mug bristling with writing implements; a … Continue reading Inky Paws
The train whistle blasted as Geoff and his insufferably adventurous brother Colin barreled aboard the last carriage. They hurried past rows occupied by people, goats and baskets of fruit to the last benches. Colin slid onto a bench on the side farthest from the platform, panting through a grin at Geoff who took the bench across … Continue reading Happenstance
Scenes written from the first round of November prompts are almost completed. (Yes, my self-given deadline was Friday; but I'll do my best to post the rest today or tomorrow.) Regardless, a whole slew of other prompts are waiting for me. 2nd List of Prompts (by PagesOfFiction): Write about the sky; what goes on up … Continue reading November Prompts, Round 2!
Sitting cross-legged on firm went sand, 11-year-old Makayla balanced on her knee an open notebook, thick and repeatedly rebound with leather thongs, and gently scribbled on a fresh page with an extremely short, dirt-stained pencil. She wrote: I didn't write the last six days but I had a good reason. A huge storm hit the … Continue reading Log on the Beach
Riding a rusty hand-me-down bicycle, Danny Holt coasted leisurely home from Rosewood Elementary along a wide path of uneven asphalt with his friends Ashton and Eddy. Scantly watching the road, he fixed his attention on the telephone lines drooping above a long stretch of crooked, weathered fences to his right as he pedaled lightly. A … Continue reading Wolfish Karma
Some of you might recall the wild short story you helped me write: "Nana Ana's Secret Hideout." In the making of it, I asked you for suggestions similar to those commonly requested by improv comedians during live performances (e.g. animals, locations, favorite bumper sticker quotes) and you offered incredible answers (again, thank you!). I took … Continue reading Further Adventures of Nana Ana