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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Heat suffused her body, rippling like a tide from the roots of her hair down to her curled toes. She arched and panted, wet fingers circling, circling, dipping and plunging deep. So close. Her free hand plucked, twisted, and teased one puckered brown tip until it pouted. The ring piercing one bud served as a …
Time for Andy’s weekly prompt. I’m not telling you what to do, but really, why aren’t you participating in this challenge? Prompt: Awkward Silence Word count: 181 — The evening felt weird. Neither the party vibe nor flowing alcohol penetrated the darkness choking her. She felt awkward and out-of-place, an island in a sea of …
This is actually a mini 12 week challenge update interspersed with random thoughts I’ve been having. I’ve started reading one of my stories that needs editing and here has been my thought process so far: “Why do I keep procrastinating and not reading this like I promised I would?” “Hm, this isn’t that bad. I’m …
It wasn’t the way her body welcomed his as he slid deep inside her that told him. Not the way she melted like warm milk chocolate beneath him, whispering sexy words with each measured thrust that told him. Not the beautiful way she rose up to meet him, not the so familiar taste of her …
Our eyes meet across the room, and electricity sparks between us. I’m suddenly all to aware of my body. The heaviness of my breasts as they tried to spill over the top of my corset, the way my heart raced at a frantic pace, the way wet heat bloomed and seeped from between my thighs. …
I did manage to find a place yesterday. Guess I just needed to be at the end of my rope before something happened. I’m a week behind on this challenge, but that’s okay. G has her week 1 up so stop over and see what she’s trying to accomplish. LSAM will have hers up on …
Last day of National Poetry Month. Highlights from this month includes some haikus and lamenting my missing creativity. While I’ll continue posting poetry, I feel it important to note the end of the month with a motley crew of poetry. I’m utilizing Andy’s prompt for the first. Prompt: Unintended Consequences Word Count: 123 Jealousy Opening …