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:
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: He could feel its prickly tendrils poking through the thin cotton of his denim pockets. He wanted to remove it but was afraid…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: One. Two. Three. He caressed each bullet in the palm of his hand before slipping it into its chamber. He had done this dozens of times before but somehow tonight it felt poetic. Four. Five….
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 they inspected Lesley Olson’s passport she never expected they would…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: “But momma, I don’t wanna to sleep in the car again tonight! I wanna go home. I wanna see Daddy and Millie.” As I lie in the cot lined up against one cold wall of…
The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week: The water is always calm when I go out at 4 a.m. The whole world reflects back at me and it doesn’t care; unlike the average woman who looks at her reflection and always finds…