Inktober52 2023: Scratch

I wake to shouting outside my window. Throwing off the covers, I jump out of bed and grab a pair of Jack’s old breeches. I pull them on, stuffing the edge of my nightgown inside before buttoning them up. There isn’t time to grab a shirt. Whatever is happening outside, I’m already missing out. I …

Advertisement

Inktober52 2023: Skate

I step onto the outdoor ice skating rink and pause, ankles wobbling beneath me. Ahead, George glides across the rink, graceful and elegant. Of course he’s good at ice skating. Is there anything this man isn’t good at?  There’s a huddle of people behind me waiting to enter, so I shuffle forward, arms extended as …

Inktober52 2023: Beard

The door across the room opens, but I don’t look up. I don’t even flinch. I continue to stare down at my cuffed hands, at the blood that still stains the front of my shirt and the traces of bruises on my arms and legs. They’re almost healed already, somehow.  Because of who you are, …

Inktober52 2023: Doctor

“Doctor West! I need Doctor West!”  My eyelids flutter open, a blurry haze of light and shadow crosses my vision but I can’t focus on one single thing. “She’s been shot!”  I feel the rumble of Drake’s voice against my ear and realize a second too late that I’m pressed against his chest. He’s running …

Inktober52 2023: Melt

As Rory heads upstairs, I pull out my phone and send a quick text to Josh: Can we meet before school to talk? He replies in seconds, almost as if he’s been waiting by his phone: Where did you have in mind? My fingers fly over my phone’s screen, absolutely no hesitation in my answer, …

Inktober52 2023: Grimm

At first, this prompt threw me because "Grimm" is obviously very specifically Grimm Brothers and Grimm Fairy Tales instead of being something more generic. But I managed to come up with something that has potential for more exploration! He pulled a large volume off the high, dusty shelf and set it on the table with …

Inktober52 2023: Prowl

I cling to the trunk of the tree and settle my weight on the branch, wishing more than anything that I was wearing a pair of my brother’s breeches instead of this long, wool skirt. Curse society and their standards of acceptable fashion for women.  Caleb totters on the branch below me, not quite balanced …

Inktober52 2023: Tears

I managed to write this early so I'm posting this week's prompt today since tomorrow is Easter! “Why are you crying?” Wyn asked, taking a step toward the girl. At least, he thought the figure crouched on the roof was a girl. She definitely didn’t look like any of the girls he went to school …

Inktober23 2023: Giant

I wish I had a better idea for such a fun prompt word, but I'm feeling a little uninspired this week. It's been busy and exhausting so writing something new/different has been difficult. The man before Wren looked like a man. Hair the color of straw, skin pale like those from Northern Point, eyes as …

Inktober52 2023: Hawk

I'm feeling very uninspired to write this week. And even though I like the prompt, I couldn't figure out what to do beyond the first paragraph. I'm not even sure who these characters are. A hawk perches on the bowsprit of the ship, taunting me with its curved beak and sharp gaze. Wind tangles around …