The Forest Veil

CCC 4.3.19

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:
Your creative offering is indeed yours
Your writing is kept to 150 words or less

The Forest Veil

Shara walked through the heavy woods, the damp soil cool beneath her bare feet. Smelling the dead leaves and fallen limbs slowly returning to the earth, giving back energy and nutrients for the new life. Some found it noisome but to Shara is was the sweet perfume of life, ripe with the nurturing of newness and she breathed it in. Continue reading “The Forest Veil”

The Ghost in the Book

TT 4.2.19

The attic was filthy and covered in cobwebs. Anna spied an old leather diary. She opened it and blew the dust off the pages. The dust swirled into a tiny tornador and suddenly a ephemeral image appeared. Anna watched a moment as it coalesced when a sound shook the rafters “BOO!”

Character count 280

For Kat’s Twittering Tales challenge

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

A Lady’s Jewelry

50 word thrs 3.29.19

For 50 Word Thursday brought to us this week by talesfromthemindofkristian.  

Flash fiction in increments of 50 words, inspired by photo and words:
How could anyone be tired of London?” – Bizarre London by David Long

A Lady’s Jewelry

How could anyone grow tired of London? Tonight’s symphony was an epic event, attended by diplomats and royalty. The mission was simple, kill Governor Tuck … quietly. Continue reading “A Lady’s Jewelry”

The Tapestry of Life

Friday fictioneers 3.29.19

The Tapestry of Life

Arachne stood at the end of the line watching as the tapestry flowed out. She followed the threads back to their spindles, lightly fingering them as she went. Arachne was bound not to interfere with the course the Fates had established for each life thread. But, a little tweak here or there couldn’t hurt.

The bright pink thread that was the Princess was woven so stunningly through the tapestry of life, extinguished too soon, to be replaced by the dull tan of her eldest son. Arachne smiled as she watched the thread turning to a pale lavender, another princess.

word count 99

For Friday Fictioneers, come check out some great micro fiction.

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

The Ebony Wisps – A Twittering Tale

TT 3.26.19

The Ebony Wisps had sharp talons and needle-like teeth. They feared only one thing, birds. The children strung open cages between the buildings inviting the birds to come. The birds loved the new homes and twittered merrily away while dive bombing any Wisp that came within reach.

character count 280

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Sandworm of Arrakis a Twittering Tale

TT 3.19.19

So, this is it. I work my tail off to get into field work. Eight years as a Class 1 senior MIB agent and THIS is the disguise I get? Freakin’ Annelids. I’ll get those stupid worm guys if it’s the last things I do. I’ll teach them not to dress ME up like an Arraki Sandworm.

character count 277

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Wired – a mostly true story

FFFC 3.18.19

For Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge

Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words.

Wired – a mostly true story

He was only seven when the monsters came. Whispering to him late at night, telling him stories, telling him … things. I sat and watched as he stood open-eyed, staring off into the distance, talking to someone I couldn’t see, in a language I’d never heard. He was only seven. Continue reading “Wired – a mostly true story”

Inn of the Purple Door – a Crimson Creative Challenge

CCC 3.13.19

For Crimsons Creative Challenge

Inn of the Purple Door

The bottles were lined up in a row. The window faced the full moon and each bottle touched some bit of the metal grid. All was in readiness. Shara entered her circle of salt, lit the candles and settled herself to the ground. She began mixing herbs with her mortar and pestle and chanting her spell. Continue reading “Inn of the Purple Door – a Crimson Creative Challenge”

Inch by Inch – A Plushie Tale

50 word thrs 3.7.19

There was no way across the yard except the clothesline. Froggie shimmied up the pole and carefully grasping the line, inch by inch he crept. Stealthily he made his way across.

Until suddenly, wham, he bumped his head. “Hey! What are you doing here?” Frog asked the Plushie Panther who was crossing the same line, heading in the opposite direction. “Move out of my way!” Froggie yelled. Continue reading “Inch by Inch – A Plushie Tale”