#BlogBattles, short stories

The Binding Moon Festival

#BlogBattle is a monthly one-word writing prompt that I started a few years ago with some writer friends. Well, we've reinvented it and brought it back for our writing pleasure and your reading enjoyment! I hope you'll find this MOON flash fiction short story both curious and worthwhile. Feel free to comment your thoughts! The… Continue reading The Binding Moon Festival

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#BlogBattles, About My Writing, My Writing Journey, Other Authors

What Might a Peer Critique Look Like?

I've said before that critique partners--or more specifically, beta readers--are a must have for writers today. When we finish writing something, editing and revising several times, we begin to lose our objectivity with each pass. We can't always see the mistakes we've made, and we can easily miss weak points because the story is far… Continue reading What Might a Peer Critique Look Like?

#BlogBattles, short stories

Ch 1: Secrets of the Spokanee #BlogBattle #fiction

#BlogBattle 76: DebacleΒ πŸ™‚ Come one, come all! Read and write and have a ball! genre: action/adventure Choking dust plumed about. I pulled the front of my shirt up and coughed into it, at the same time squinting my eyes against the assault of tiny particles. With my free hand I waved through the dust with… Continue reading Ch 1: Secrets of the Spokanee #BlogBattle #fiction

#BlogBattles, short stories

Unforgotten Derelict

Blogbattle 70 "Derelict" genre: drama He was a derelict, wandering the country with no home, no family, no one to remember his name. Most of the time he didn't even remember his own name. The cloudy day he'd lost everything still tasted gray upon his tongue, but he'd no one else to blame. No. Joshua's… Continue reading Unforgotten Derelict

#BlogBattles, short stories

Meandering Menagerie

#BlogBattle: Menagerie genre: inspiration/children's fic Beauty upon beauty. Legend upon legend. The menagerie was more than a zoo, more than a place to keep and display wild animals. It was her home. She'd grown up there and never left the confines of its walls. She couldn't imagine a better place to live and play, and… Continue reading Meandering Menagerie