There was so much to do, it overwhelmed her. Bills, farm duties, chores, shopping, the list went on. Bella screamed and threw her hands in the air, she needed to get away. Bella ran down the path leading to her favorite spot. Nestled far from the farm, a tranquil lake that gave her immense pleasure.
50 Word Thursdays # 10 The rules Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything! Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find
Stock Photo Challenge Don Massenzio will post a new stock photo each week on Wednesday morning. You mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story, poem or other type of prose of 100 words or less and post it on your blog. If you leave the link for your blog post
Corey felt it. He had hoped this day would never arrive—he dreaded it. He cursed, grabbed his bag and headed to Cahercasey. The door was ajar when he arrived. He feared entering. The place had been the site of many battles, but stood proud, a pillar against the evil within. Corey hesitated before going inside.
50 Word Thursdays # 9 The rules Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything! Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find
Stock Photo Challenge Don Massenzio will post a new stock photo each week on Wednesday morning. You mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story, poem or other type of prose of 100 words or less and post it on your blog. If you leave the link for your blog post
The second book in the Hode’s Hill series is out, and Mae Clair nailed it. From page one, I couldn’t stop reading. Clair has once again weaved a tale between the past and present adding new characters and letting us reconnect with familiar characters from Cusp Of Night. Travel back in time and see how
He stood there for aeons. Guardian of the lost. Many came to him, praying for their loved ones, but he stood there, in silence. Men, women, and children cried, laying their hands on him, praying for their missing, afterword placing crosses for their departed. Still he stood. Silent. Time passed and fewer visitors came, until
Stock Photo Challenge Don Massenzio will post a new stock photo each week on Wednesday morning. You mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story, poem or other type of prose of 100 words or less and post it on your blog. If you leave the link for your blog post
50 Word Thursday #8 The rules Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything! Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it. HAVE FUN!
