Stories

A goatish tale of magic!

This is a story based on Friday's prompts and Billy Joel's song 'Piano Man'. There will be no rummaging around in past prompt themes. Every time something triggers the plot bunnies to jump, I'll write a new chapter. Therefore, there might be weeks in between chapters, where I won’t add anything new. I plan to alternate between Martin’s and Roman’s POV. There is no real plan, or direction where this will go, I'm open to ideas and suggestions.

A place for my prompt responses and other experimental shorts.

A king with an open secret, six sons blocked from normal human adulthood, and a daughter who tries to save them by her silence. Based on "The Six Swans," "The Seven Ravens," etc., and the Oedipus cycle. In four parts.

A place to put prompts

Originally this story was written as part of the pick two. After posting, many people asked for it to be expanded, so I have done so.

Bradley bought a home a year ago. Since then he has had some great dreams if nothing else. Today his doorbell rang and now his life is changing forever.

It's Peter's favorite holiday, and he has something special up his sleeve. When things don't go exactly as planned, he tries to turn it into an April Fool's joke in an attempt to spare his feelings. The joke's on him, though, when his actions produce a result better than he ever hoped for.

When I heard about women and men staying in an abusive relationship, I wondered what was wrong with them. How could they stay with someone who’d hurt them? Why didn’t they walk away from their abuser? It’s an easy thing to do to walk away in order to keep yourself from getting beat up or worse… killed. If I knew I was going to meet Jeffrey Harris, during our freshman year of college, I would’ve kept those thoughts to myself because soon, I would become one of those people.

My NaPoWriMo offerings for 2017 are posted here. You will need to bring your own throwing tomatoes. I am fresh out.

"I will take care of you when you are old," my patient told me more than a quarter of a century ago. I paid no heed as the relationship was professional and my mind had no room for more than my wife and children.Time went by, my wife died, the children grew...and Luis is taking care of me.This is our story.