I’m still playing with the new editor. We’ll leave it at that rather than have a rant fest.
This was written for Carrot Ranch.Continue reading
All caught up with NaNo (for the moment) so I’m venturing into flashfiction. Flashfiction is easier, let me tell you. Get an idea, write it, edit it to the depths of its core. And you may just have something beautiful. A novel? All of that need to write extra words? 😉 I’ll make a good novel yet…and maybe even a brilliant flash. You never know. Cheers! This is written for Carrot Ranch. Continue reading
Up until twenty to thirty minutes ago, this wasn’t happening. I haven’t made any secret about the fact that I just haven’t felt in tune with my writing, but maybe the Bahama Mama over dinner helped. 😉 Continue reading
So when I put up last week’s The Long Drive Home for the Carrot Ranch free-write, I told you all that I had actually written another one that needed some tweaking. Unfortunately the required tweaking was probably not as much as thought. I don’t know if this was a better one and I should have gone with this one, but it no longer matters. Hindsight and all of that.
Sooooo…….. oh, and it’s minimally longer than the regulations because, well, obviously I’m not submitting it…..
This could be a Bob Dylan song, ‘The Long Drive Home” with Drew behind the wheel of this old pick-up and me staring into the passing darkness, except there isn’t any music, and Drew pretends I don’t exist. Continue reading
This is the last Carrot Ranch flash fiction challenge until November 1. (Then it’s NaNoWriMo, yikes!)
As I’ve mentioned, I’ve been struggling a bit with the writing and getting organized, however, that has been going on for around a year 😉 . Perhaps it has something to do with mars being in retrograde? (I’m kidding, it has everything to do with me and my own orbiting around the sun.)
So we were supposed to write about a parade of nations. Here is my effort. Continue reading
Yep. Today was not a good day for me. We all have them, and we all push through because we have to.
I wrote something in the wee hours after seeing the prompt, edited a bit, went to sleep, and then this evening decided that I wouldn’t submit it for the free-write. The plot needs a bit more delicate handling, which I wasn’t feeling today.
I had a second idea wandering around in my head partly based on a childhood experience after a death in West Virginia, so I ran with it, so to speak. At 11:15 pm. Unfortunately that means I haven’t rummaged through the words the way I normally would and already picked up something that typically I would have re-written. As always, I consider this a learning experience.
One of the reasons why I love to write flash fiction is because you have to tell a story in very few words. That’s also why I like the forms where I have to do the same in 99 or 100 words. It’s a challenge, and sometimes you aren’t certain whether it works or not. This just happens to be one of those times when I wondered if my point would get across through minimal words used in dialogue.
Thanks to Charli Mills who always provides such thoughtful challenges! Visit Carrot Ranch!
For most of the day, I had nothing. Too much to do? Too many stories in my head? Regardless, nothing…and then I decided to play with the words and this is what came about for the 24-hour free write.
If you haven’t entered the contest yet, there are still two more free-writes after this one. Check it out here.
Thank you to D. Avery for pointing out my typo of 267…if that had been true rather than the exact 297…argh!
Today was the second 24-hour free write for Carrot Ranch. I meant to read the prompt before I went to sleep last night, but I was happily out for a late dinner and completely
forgot about checking the prompt until this morning. So much for sleeping on the prompt and letting my subconscious go to work.
I went with my “gut” on this one as Charli suggests in her write-up. My gut told me to do something out of the ordinary so here it is. For the prompt of “Papa’s bar,” my “story” Eulogies.
Thanks to Charli and the judges for this opportunity.