Back in Black

Ok, maybe not really in black, but I’m back to writing. I haven’t written fiction in over a year and I wasn’t really feelin’ the poetry over at A Full Cup of Tea in my attempts earlier this year. The break was good; I had the chance to change jobs and start a new. Now I’m back.

I just finished and submitted my submission for the #ShortScreenplayChallenge2018. I’m in a Halloween mood (my favorite holiday) and have a witchy character. Maybe the reason for the back in black music in my head now. I’m looking forward to the challenge, new inspirations, and new writings for fiction, poetry, and non-fiction.

Queue music (Artist: AC/DC)…

“Well, I’m back, yes I’m back
Well, I’m back, yes I’m back
Well, I’m back, back
Well I’m back in black
Yes I’m back in black”

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Tell me…

I’m surprised to see where you are today. Where are the binders of stories, drawings, plays, and poems? I’ve got a couple filled out already, but all I see on your shelf our textbooks of equations and binders of regulations. Though you write on the computer your files are not nearly as full as they should be for twenty years of writing and cannot find any CD’s stashed away either. Your decor has changed. Do you no longer reach for the stars? Do you no longer dream? Is you imagination waning or is there more that I do not know yet? Tell me…

Ghoulish Flash Fiction A to Z: Fairy/Fae (Many cultures worldwide)-Sunday Poetry

a9feffc2377a07c05a617ac22579c4f5Don’t ask her to stop and play
Run and hide
She brings the darkness of the fae

Happiness will give way
To an evil tide
Don’t ask her to stop and play

Skies turn dark and gray
And the Earth divides
She brings the darkness of the fae

If you see her just back away
Hide your eyes
Don’t ask her to stop and play

She’s coming this way
Step to the side
Don’t ask her to stop and play
She brings the darkness of the fae

—–87 words—-

Another poetic haunting inspired by the fae.

Trifextra Week Sixty-Three: Imagination

Trifextra: Week Sixty-Three

This weekend we’re asking for exactly 33 of your own words inspired by the following quote from the book you could win in the WBN giveaway. Good luck!

“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” ― Paulo CoelhoAlchemist

So here is my entry this weekend…

Imagination

Shadows dancing in the mind

Until letters become words

Syllables formulate into poetry

Lines become flowers of prose

Intricate weaving of story

Magic leaping from the page

Sparking golden wonderment

True Alchemy

 

Fried and Frazzled

Camille made up to the cover of the bar, breathless, hair a mess, fried from the sun and frazzled from her encounter with the Hercules, “Great here I am in paradise and I’m more interested in fantasy than reality. Oh Camille, when will you ever get your act together?”

As Camille pondered her need to escape into her romance novels she felt a tap on her shoulder,”Excuse me miss, you forgot your towel.”

“Oh, thanks,” Camille smiled shyly.

“Can I buy you a drink,” Hercules grinned.

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Continuation of Beach Romance

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5 Sentence Fiction-Paradise

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NaNoWriMo-Day 5

Day 5 and already behind. I had no motivation to write this weekend so I didn’t. Ugh and I have a really busy week and next weekend ahead. Got in 1,657 words today though and I’m going to tomorrow night’s write in, if it’s still on. (I think its at a polling local?) Got some more of the intro in and some of the ending. So writing out of order. Any way time to rest the weary muse…

Troubled Muse

Hermes could smell the hot, sweat of the Muse as she labored, dragging the prose ever longer. Dissatisfied with the result she over-hauled the soliloquy for a shorter, better version to satisfy the gods. Sharp laughter radiated her pen; Hermes was not pleased with the monologue  Again she started over, but she would not quit.

Creative Copy Challenge #284