Flash Fiction: The Signet
THE SIGNET “You cheated me,” the familiar voice whispered. The shadows folded in on themselves, and a dark figure coalesced before the unopened crypt. Its features morphed like smoke…
THE SIGNET “You cheated me,” the familiar voice whispered. The shadows folded in on themselves, and a dark figure coalesced before the unopened crypt. Its features morphed like smoke…
Here are 5 Things I learned Writing Blood From a Rose: I learn something with every story, every poem, every book. Every time I sit down and write out an…
This week’s blog post is a bit of Flash Fiction that was inspired by a writing prompt about a lost red scarf. I did this entirely as dialogue and sound, which…