Haven’t done any poetry in a while. Prompt from Five Sentence Fiction and words from The Sunday Whirl. Prompt: Accident — The deep cut should’ve been my clue as the visions danced like bright fairies before my eyes I quickly became a nebulous thing, red blood dripping, my spirit hovering above my prone body Opaque …
Riding on the train is a favorite moment of mine. It’s funny that I would like it, considering the crush of rush hours. It’s strangers pressed impossibly close to one another, breathing each other’s air, and pretending ignorance at the feeling of body parts touching so intimately. But what I love about it is the …
Okay, not really, but this excited me a little when I saw it. That’s the Top 100 free erotica list by the way. I’m up entirely too early because my body is ridiculous, and decided to see if anyone wanted to read my stories while they were free. Apparently people like free because in the …
This is the spot where the Twelve Week Challenge goes… Except I didn’t do this week. Bad, Cara. Here’s what I have managed To this point: Goal 1 was summarizing chapters in the story I’m currently editing. I’ve started that process and think I’ve worked out what I want to change in the beginning. RG …
Andy has the weekly prompt up! Perhaps the counterpart of the previous post? Prompt: Eat Away Word Count: 183 — His hands splayed her thighs wide as he pressed his lips to the open petals of her cunt; a gentle open-mouthed kiss of lips to wet lips. But this would be no delicate tasting of her body, …
I haven’t written a story with a commenter in mind for a while. For a person who intrigues me and makes my temperature spike (do you know it’s for you?). No editing here, this is purely for my enjoyment. “You have me here, now what are you going to do with me?” I mentioned I’m shy …
“Just let me hold you.” It was a plea. She could feel the unspoken please that hovered on his tongue and wondered if his pride would ever allow him to say it. The fact that she heard it in his voice was almost enough to make her climb back in bed and burrow into his …
I’ve jumped on the Fiction Relay wagon. It’s a very interesting story that’s been running for a few months. Check out the summary and the players on the homepage to catch up. Now, Hasty set me up so I’m going to take a hit here. — This would be quick. Her mother needed her, but …
This is not a story. It’s my jumbled thoughts spilling out so… My head’s in a weird place lately. Closing a chapter, beginning another, changing my geographic location. I feel like I should be more excited about going, or sad about leaving, or something other than ambivalent. I’m wondering if I need to reexamine my …
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