Wrapping paper fell at Annie’s feet as she stared at the bowl in her hand. Gold gleamed in the grout where the shards were joined. Whole again, but no longer the same. Better. Like she would be. Phil was a dick, no denying that. But not worth staying broken over. These fifty word…
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Funny how small mishaps could become omens. Annie poked a finger through the tear in her voluminous wedding dress. As unexpected as her best friend’s last-minute confession, but there it was. Looping the heavy train over one arm, she walked away from the church. Mum was right. Men are pigs. This fifty word…
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We’re finally getting somewhat settled in our new house. We have the option of taking a hot shower after a day of tearing things down, nailing them in place or dragging them around. No longer do I kneel in the shower with a little tub of hot water and a cup so I can wash…
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In Part 1 of this article, we compared writing to painting. We discussed the basic tenses you’ll work with. Your primary colours, if you will. In Part 2, we mixed things up, creating a richer palette, with lots of subtle shades at our disposal. Today, let’s expand our palette even more. We’re going to have…
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In Part 1 of this article, we compared writing to painting. We discussed the basic tenses you’ll work with. Your primary colours, if you will. Let’s mix things up and create a palette of subtle shades that will add nuance and depth to your story. To Infinity and Beyond! One thing we can…
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A hand grabs my neck, pulling me away from my siblings—away from the warmth and safety at my mother’s belly. I want to keep drinking and I latch onto a nipple but the hand is too strong. It belongs to a man who smells of smoke and sweat and something else. Something bad. He picks…
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I’m not alone here, in the darkness. There are many of us, all brothers and sisters in a way. The human keeps us in a drafty place with hard floors. Too many of us in such a small space. My nose is numb with the scent of our own urine and waste. There is not…
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“Lucy! No!” Her scream echoes across the street as I run into the road. The car about to attack Lizzie is coming straight for us and I have to protect her. I crouch down in front of the monster and stare it down as she runs after me. A leash with my broken collar dangles…
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“Come on, boy. Let’s go.” “Yay! Are we going out? For a walk!? Right now!? Play fetch? I want to know!” My nose already smells the world outside. The smell of wet grass and dogs walking past… I can’t not jump up and down. “Quit barking, you idiot. That’s the reason we gotta to do…
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My mother, like me, was born right here. In the barn of Nasty Man. My sister and me were only pups when he came to take us away from her. His scent was everywhere, and it’s all we’d ever known. A door opened on the other side of the barn and our mother stepped in…
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