Today's prompt came from an old Furious Fiction post: The last four words had to be: "the clock struck four." Don't know why my brain came up with this. But it did. Please do let me know what you think.
In 2016, I came across a writing prompt about a girl being locked up with someone who didn’t speak her language. And my story was born. I didn’t focus all my attention on it, as I’d only recently graduated with an early childhood education graduate diploma, and was working as a kindergarten teacher. But I’d … Continue reading The Story So Far
If somebody asked you, “Can I look inside your mouth, maybe have a feel around?” you’d yell and tell them to go back to CRAZYTOWN, population them. But that’s exactly what dentists do. And they get paid for it! It’s absurd. Whenever I think of dentists, that song from Little Shop of Horrors comes to … Continue reading “Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?”
If you’re anything like me, you’re a sensitive mofo who eats up any adaptation, sequel, retelling, or reference to your favourite show/book/character/movie/fictional husband/wife. If you’re not like me, you close a book, finish a movie, and don’t think about said book or movie again, and certainly don’t connect spiritually to any of the characters. Well, … Continue reading Go Set a Watchman, Scrubs season 9, and the sentimentality of fiction
Hello, and welcome to another blog on the internet. Thanks for tuning in. That's an idiom from the olden days, when we had to tune televisions and radios. Is that still a thing? Sorry, I have this habit of thinking I'm older and less relatable than I am. Back to the point - I'm starting … Continue reading First things’ First