The Missing Minute

The Missing Minute

The word of the week for the six-sentence story prompt is SPACE, and while my first thought was the final frontier, thank you Star Trek for that brainwashing,  I decided instead to go with a space as in an absence of something, in this case a memory of a single minute of time. Most of the time a minute was just a minute, meaningless without the minutes that surrounded it, and then there was this…

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The Warmth of Summer

The Warmth of Summer

It seems that I once again have a slight obsession about doors, and stepping through them, which is why I couldn’t resist The Writer’s Mess weekly picture prompt below.  Follow a little girl who has to make a decision, does she stay, or does she go… She could smell the sweet scent of summer flowers blowing in from the garden, and walked towards it.  The smell was intoxicating, with it’s promise…

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Good Intentions

The word of the week is guard, and I ended up going with the definition as in a person whose occupation is guard. It went a little off after that, and even I wasn’t sure what required a guard until I got there. Definitely a great creative exercise! I always thought that people who ended up in this kind of situation knew that they could end up here, and could look back and pick out the choice…

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Sunshine and Daisies

This is another Friday Picture Prompt response from The Writer’s Mess, (picture below) where apparently last weeks doors have not yet left me alone, and I brought along my poor protagonist to see what happens next… The door was gone, and she wanted to cry. It was hard to be sad here though, standing in an endless field of daisies, warmed by the sun on her face. There was a second where she…

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Repent

This one is a picture prompt response to this weeks image below. I want to continue the story of Lottie, the troubled teenager from Monday’s six-sentence story, who has been repenting for her sins, but hasn’t quite managed to get them all… Lottie looked up the street from the passenger’s side of her mother’s car, and felt a fission of fear  go up her spine as she recognized the buildings around…

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Regret

The word of the week from Girlontheedge is FORM, and we are continuing on with Lottie, who has finally slowed down long enough to look back on what she has done, and the damaged it has caused. At first Lottie ran, and it was three months before she finally took the chance to look up her high school + arson in a public library on her way out of a small town. There was the tragedy laid out in…

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