Mason sipped at his cup, wincing as the coffee seared the roof of his mouth. He set the cup down on the moist grass freshly covered with dew. His blanket under him kept dry throughout the night as he had slept under the stars. The morning sun had stirred him and he used the remnants … Continue reading The Scent of Raspberries
One of the creative writing classes I took in college focused on flash fiction. I imagine it did so because it was something quick to write, easy to read, and didn't require all that much time to critique. You could get a lot of writing done and pieces completed in the one-semester class allowing for … Continue reading Opinion on Flash Fiction
Arthur inhaled deep, filling his lungs with the crisp mountain air. The scent of pine needles and morning dew floated through his nose and he could nearly taste the nearby stream as its fresh water trickled down amongst the rocks. The soft crack of a wet branch snapping under his boot carried through the forest … Continue reading Writing With Your Senses
Arthur spat into the dirt, watching the gob tumble into a brown ball before kicking dirt over it. He looked down from the hill into the small livestock town and though most towns in America were about this size, this one seemed to have its stuff figured out more than others. Many towns in the … Continue reading Odd Jobs: RDR2 FanFic
You arrive at the house. You’ve never been here before but you’ve driven passed dozens of times. You’ve wondered what it looked like inside and if you’d ever get the chance to see. You wanted the chance but you didn’t at the same time. You open the thin screen door and announce your presence to … Continue reading CW Prompt: Ritual
