Inktober53 2023: Frame

This is a little late because I've been sick all weekend. I also kind of "cheated" by rewriting a scene I've already started and just giving something more to it. Short and sweet. I adjust the viewfinder of my camera until my sister, Rory, and her boyfriend, Josh, are framed perfectly within the shot. The …

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Inktobert52 203: Botany

I hurry through the rain, hunched over the white paper bag from Betty’s Bakery. The contents are still warm against my button-down shirt as I try to shield it from the downpour. Water splatters my glasses, which leaves the campus courtyard a blur of shadows and light.  Still, I know where I’m going. I’ve walked …

Inktober52 2023: Pup

“Chestnut, no.” I tug on the leash connected to the white and tan dog. She whips her head around to look at me. “Don’t you dare.” And then she proceeds to let out a stream of urine all over Mrs. Bedalia’s dahlias. I squish my eyes close and groan so I don’t have to see …

Inktobert52 2023: Odd

Wren knew she was odd. She could see it in the way the other children of the traveling troupe treated her when she would join them to play. She could see it in the way the adults of the troupe scrutinized her, as if they were waiting for her to mess up, to do something …

Inktobert52 2023: Skull

This is a bit delayed because of a busy weekend. I wish I could have come with a better idea for such a great prompt word, but my creative juices are running a bit low. Rip ran her fingers over the array of trinkets. Rings, lockets, the occasional brooch. The pawnshop owner watched her carefully …

Inktober52 2023: Mighty

The dragon let out a mighty roar, the sound rattling Killian down to his very bones, and lifted its snout toward the sky. A stream of fire erupted from its mouth. Killian stumbled back, tripping over the broken stones of the castle.  Impossible, he thought. This was impossible. The dragons were centuries dead, frozen into …

Inktober52 2023: Angel

“Where you going, pretty lady?” the tallest of the trio called out. One of the others laughed, one of those full-mouth-open laughs that sounded almost like a hacking cough.  Angelica turned away from them, pressing her phone against her cheek. There was nobody on the other end, but these guys didn’t know that. Didn’t need …

Inktober53 2023: Shadow

Yeah, I wasn't quite sure how to end this, but I'm not mad. Wisps of darkness cling to the ground where Ryker stands. His body is taunt, the muscles in his back rippling like a sail billowed with wind. “Ryker?” Wren’s voice is a whisper but it echoes over the deck of the ship. Rip’s …

Top Ten Tuesday: 2023 Bookish Goals

This week's Top Ten Tuesday prompt is Bookish Goals for 2023. I always waffle on what I want my bookish goals to be. Sometimes I want a challenge, sometimes I want them to be easy, and sometimes I don't want any goals at all. Here are a few things I hope to accomplish related to …

Inktober52 2023: Puppet

This drabble kind of ran away from me and the focus (puppet), but I'm okay with it because it's helping me understand my characters and their world better. “Wren?” a voice piped up from beyond the tent flaps. A voice of honey and sugar and all things sweet. Eliza. With the golden curls that Wren …