Six Sentence Sunday – Cadrala

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

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”

Five Sentence Fiction – Sacred

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.

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.”

Six Sentence Sunday : Howling Moon

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

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”