WPC – I’d Rather Be…

I’d Rather Be… If given the choice, what would you rather be doing, right now? That’s this weeks WPC topic, I guess the answer would be almost anywhere but here. Where is here? Sitting at my desk at work, the 9-5, 4 days a week work, boring uninteresting stuff (Yes, yes I know I am…

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Tuesday Textures – The Raging Tempest

That feeling of suffocation, you can’t seem to catch a breath, where did all the air go? deep ragged breaths and you cannot get enough to fill your lungs. The heat boils from inside, rivers of lava, coiling and creeping up your skin, the fear, the loathing, tastes like copper in your throat…

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Friday Fiction – Wiccan Love Spells

Set on the edge of a mystical forest, she sets about creating an anti-love spell, of sorts. So hurt, was she by a man, can she ever trust again, can she allow herself to find another love again?

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Friday Fiction – Rapunzel – A story for a New Era

“Forget everything you ever read about Rapunzel, sure her parents were vain and stupid and essentially sold her to a witch for some salad herbs, I mean really? What if Rapunzel could re-write her story?”

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Friday Fiction – The Secret Garden

Don’t you wish you had a wardrobe like in Narnia, a magic mirror like Alice or even Terisa (Mordant’s Need and A Man Rides Through)? Lilly had none of these things either, but she had her secret garden

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Friday Fiction – Mythical Monsters

It was born out of the depths of time and memory, stone carvings of a mythical creature that once soared the heavens and brought its wrath down on those who deserved it. The Gorawl was made of the Gods doing, brought to life with a mere wish, a flight of fancy, Gods could be awesome like that.

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Friday Fiction – Hush My Child

He stood alone, the last of his kind, gentling cradling his child, the last hope for his people, now scared and hungry and too tired to go on. He felt much the same way himself, how did this come to pass? He stood surrounded by an army of faceless mechanoids, the air filled with smoke, and the buzz of a hundred thousand drones.

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Friday Fiction – Like a Moth to a Flame

A continuation of sorts from last week, same character, but many years later They always said she had the worst taste in men, she was like a Moth to a Flame for the bad boys. She had always managed to get herself out of too much trouble, until now. Now, they were suddenly flocking to…

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Friday Fiction – Waiting to be saved

Feeling a little bold after the 20 Day writing challenge and scoffing at my own whingeing about not writing more short stories, I have embarked on a journey to perhaps share some of my short stories, that have til now remained unpublished. Some are linked, some are not, but all have a particular piece of…

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Everyday Inspiration – Day 20 – Wrap it up

Well, I made it, I think I probably half-assed my way through some of the topics, I just wasn’t ‘feeling it’, whatever that really means? I was expecting more short story prompts, but I found I tended towards more blogging or editorial/journalism style posts, not my thing at all. Perhaps it was my take away…

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