Adam locked his borrowed bicycle to the viewpoint bench and sat cross-legged on the smooth wood, facing the ocean. Another beautiful morning; they always were. The sky held a pastel promise of dawn—pale violet fading to salmon pinks, burgeoning orange on the horizon. Fluffy clouds floated over the scene, and a magpie’s sweet song chortled … Continue reading To See A Sunrise
Insecure Writer's Support Group Monthly Post Welcome to the Insecure Writer's Support Group day. On the first Wednesday of every month we blog about writing, hoping to encourage others out there. We are all about connecting, sharing, and 'rocking the neurotic writing world'. Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without … Continue reading Blogging Friends (IWSG Feb)
Quinn places a sight stone to her eye and trains it down the slope. A mile from her hidden lookout rises a forest of towers and torchlight. The castle walls are opulent, decked in streamers of rosaberries and silver stars that flicker with shadows from below. Raucous laughter and jolly flutes dance from the arches. … Continue reading Glory
The door shook with a thunderous knock. “Yeah, coming,” grunted Derek, half-expecting a cold-call salesman. He swung the door inward, ready to tell whoever to shove off, but the two-inch man suspended on iridescent blue wings in front of his face blew the thought clean away. “Sorry,” the creature’s voice piped, impossibly loud. “Sometimes the … Continue reading Adoption Day
The old stories had been told over and over. The fire had burnt down to its embers. Carlin filled the murmuring pause between tales with a hand-rolled cigarette, off to the side so the tourists wouldn’t complain. His boots squeaked in the sand, and the dune sedges silenced in response. Above the camp, the hungry … Continue reading Night Tour
EMMA LOUISE GILL 