Continue On Saturdays

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: He held her under the water ignoring the nails breaking off as they frantically dug into his hands and forearms. He could see her mouth gasping for air like a goldfish behind a wall of…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: When you write tales about aliens and spaceships for as long as I have it doesn’t really occur to you that someday your space stories may come true, at least in part. This is the…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: She could hear the water running for a shower when she came in the front door. “That’s strange,” she said. She dropped her keys in the lead crystal dish on top of the buffet and…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: Her straw hat blew off with a gentle gust from a passing bus. A man in a disheveled suit tripped over his feet trying not to step on it. They both stooped to pick it…

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “My name is Emily Mardona and I am a hypochondriac,” said the woman in the pristinely pressed lavender shirt. I looked back down at the hang nail on my thumb and continued to pick away…