Continue On Saturdays
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week:
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week:
Blabbermouth
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: My name is Kyle Deerborne. I am an architect from California, living in New Mexico. I’m thirty-four years old, single but looking. Two days ago I killed someone and I haven’t been able to…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “I really wanted to see you again,” said Rebecca. She repeatedly twirled a strand of her long auburn hair tightly around her right forefinger until the tip blushed then released it. “I was afraid you…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “You gave me an STD!” she screamed at him while shaking her clenched fists. They were so tight I almost thought she was fingerless. Other than screaming personal information in the street of Harlow, Indiana…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “Sylvie! Sylvie! Damn it, where are you child?” I peeked through the planks of the porch stairs at Aunt Hinie’s uneven stockings. Her worn shoes disappeared from view and I heard the porch door squeak…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “I’m taking phone calls from ten until noon. After that I’ll be gone until 3.” “Where will you be?” asked my assistant Maggie. “Out.” “But where shall I tell people you are…” “Tell them I…