This is a collection of Craft pieces as assigned by myself or my writing group, and is updated regularly.
The jist is we give ourselves a prompt (which I show in the title) then we write a short and snappy scene from the prompt. The motto is show, don’t tell, so the words of the prompt should not be used.
I write them […]
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The baensee wavered in the slight wind, waiting and watching. Tension rippled from one baensee to another as the sun peeked over the hill.
It was time. Would she come?
The sun rose higher, blinding the baensee and bringing misty tears.
Then a shadow fell across them, and once again the baensee swayed with emotion.
The girl stood before […]
Craft - Truth wrapped in a Joke
Published by May 10th, 2007 in Crafting Pieces and Just for Laughs. 0 CommentsRyan stopped as he walked by the kitchen door. Was that the smell of pizza? He took two steps back, so he could see into the room.
In the middle of the table was a box of Meat Lovers pizza. Kyle sat on the kitchen counter with a large wedge in his hand, while Todd was leaned over the table to get another […]
Craft - Show Someone You Don’t Like As an Animal, and What Happens To Them
Published by April 26th, 2007 in Crafting Pieces. 0 CommentsVanilla Ice was just beyond kitten, not yet fully cat. She strolled around the kitchen, stopped for a small sniff at my dish, then moved on with a lift of her nose.
I lay quietly under the table; just watching. Missus had been so sad since Rusty, the old tom, had died. I was willing to give […]
Craft - Someone Being Convinced of the Unbelievable
Published by April 12th, 2007 in Crafting Pieces. 0 CommentsSarkin stood quietly in the shadows, watching the table where Emily sat. The waiter had come and gone twice. Emily had cut a piece of bread, but only nimbled on it. He would join her soon.
Emily folded her hands in her lap, then placed one on the table and leaned back. The tension around her eyes was joined by a finger […]
A shadow gathered at the corner of the lawn–just beyond the reach of the yellow light from the window. A women’s form pierced the square of light, her back to the shadow. The open screen carried her vengeful voice to the listening night.
The silhouette of a man joined her, his hand reaching. Her voice punched up to […]
Issret raised her head and pointed her ears down the hall. Dust motes drifted in the sunlight which picked out the faded colors of the tapestries.
Nothing stirred.
Issret lay her head on a pillow of spun silver. Her eyes were slits of gold. Her body was still on her hoard.
Her ears caught a tiny sound, no more than the […]
Leann slipped down the stairs, her shoulders tensing as she passed the kids play room. From within came the sounds of a toy train and children’s voices.
She smiled and took her seat at the computer. With the kids happily playing, she could finally get a few minutes to write down her thoughts and feel sane.
She […]
The polished wood of the desk gleamed in the afternoon light. A dust mote floated down to rest on a shiny black plaque which read “John Bishop, Principal of Yardly Elementary”.
Samuel could see the plaque from where he crouched in the custodial closet. He watched the hall for another count to ten. When no one came he […]
Karen plopped down on her bed. Laura nudged her feet to make her move, then sat beside her. Both girls stared at the heaping pile of candy at the foot of the bed.
“So . . .” Laura said. “The party’s over, Sheila won, and she also got Matt.”
Karen laughed, almost a sob. “But we got […]
