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I had planned on plucking this weeks Six Sentence Sunday from my long in edit fantasy novel The Heart of Quila.  At the same time I’ve been struggling to write pretty much anything for a few weeks now.  Then came  Lillie McFerrin‘s Five Sentence Fiction – Sacred a week ago and I finally had a sparkContinue reading “Six Sentence Sunday – Cadrala”

Five Sentence Fiction – Exquisite I could not have picked a more perfect night or location, a bright full moon lights the sky for the stars to dance.  The cabin with its cedar siding, large windows over look the lake was everything I had hoped for, just as the agent said.  Not another person aroundContinue reading “Five Sentence Fiction – Exquisite”

The scent of battle swept across the courtyard, past the tall statue of a man long dead.  He stood with his massive stone arms leaning against a broad sword nearly as tall as him.  A hood fell over his face covering his eyes and crown, the last true warrior king and the ones whose deedsContinue reading “Five Sentence Fiction – Sacred”

Yearning for Wonderland Flash Fiction Contest:  3 A.M. “Never again!” I said it the night before as well and here I am.  Awake at 3 a.m. reaching for the empty bottle, “Why is the Rum always gone?”  I smile at my own terrible joke, even laugh out loud.  I hate this feeling, this emptiness.  IContinue reading “Yearning for Wonderland Flash Fiction Contest: 3 A.M.”

I do not own the rights to the photo but thought it was very cool.  This weeks Six Sentence Sunday is from my werewolf novel Howling Moon.  Still working on editing it, but hope you enjoy.   She could hear it stir behind her no rush in its movement as it stalked its quarry.  Emily’sContinue reading “Six Sentence Sunday : Howling Moon”

Five Sentence Fiction – Shiver He could still feel the pain from the bite, the shiver of anxiety over took him as he looked at the discolored wound on his hand.  A cold sweat started to drift down his forehead, vision blurred, and stomach churned as he felt his hard earned meal unsettle.  He lookedContinue reading “Five Sentence Fiction – Shiver”

Six Sentence Sunday I figured I would join in on the fun, and each Sunday in February (or maybe more, haven’t decided) I will post six sentences from one of my current works in progress.  This week comes from my Steampunk novel, the Ulysses. Hair black as the feathers of a crow, set in aContinue reading “Six Sentence Sunday”

This week’s artist is Sara Bareilles, I never knew who she was until sometime in the last year.  But now I consider her one of my favorite artists.  A near perfect voice and her songs don’t distract you from the task at hand while writing. 

Five Sentence Fiction – Clandestine He stared at the blank canvas, sweat slivered down his forehead, he gripped the long paintbrush tighter to control the slight tremble in his hand.  Jason glanced past his canvas to Michelle, gloriously naked in the position he suggested.  Though it wasn’t the first time he’d painted the dazzling woman,Continue reading “Five Sentence Fiction – Clandestine”

This weeks music is brought to you by Apocalytica, with a visually stunning video of “I Don’t Care.”