Scent of a story

Week 13 - Prompt: Never underestimate the lives of old men sitting on benches. Mystery Basket: a person named Ralph, animal crackers and driving on Route 66. Belvedere loved afternoon walks, even more than morning ones. There were so many more scents at this time of day and this excited the hound dog. Belvedere sniffed … Continue reading Scent of a story

We’re hearing voices this week

One flash fiction story under 500 words a week for 13 weeks – this is your challenge. Hope you are all warmed-up for the first annual Stanley’s Cup next week! Here's how the week (Aug 28 - Sept 3) is going to work: Prompt and mystery basket items will be posted on Thain in Vain and sent to … Continue reading We’re hearing voices this week

Gumballs and a human tooth are what you are writing about this week

Eilidh from Thain in Vain and Charlotte of Drafty Devil are your fabulous co-hosts for the 13 Week Streak – Summer Flash Fiction Challenge. One flash fiction story under 500 words a week for 13 weeks – this is your challenge. Prompt – Week 7 What will your character do? Run screaming? Investigate where the tooth came from? Eat the gumball … Continue reading Gumballs and a human tooth are what you are writing about this week

The Revival

Week 4 – Two teens steal a relative’s classic car and head to the beach. Braden knew Bethany would be impressed with the car. It wasn’t just any old car. It was a red 1958 Plymouth Fury. It was the car from the movie Christine. Braden’s uncle Bill worked on the movie way back in … Continue reading The Revival

Let them eat hot dawgs!

“Sam, don’t you think it’s weird to eat a food shaped like you? “How can I resist. This food truck is called Hot Dawg. Just like me,” Sam said. He winked at her as he stuffed his long dachshund body into the line ahead of a Chihuahua, who offered Sam a sharp bark and then … Continue reading Let them eat hot dawgs!

All paths are betrayal

Katie spotted the signs on the path. One read Opportunity and the other Betrayal. She pulled out the ancient, folded map and carefully opened it. She had looked at this map so many times that deep, well-worn folds smeared entire towns and roads from existence. She pinpointed her location and, as she already knew, only … Continue reading All paths are betrayal