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Monday Mixer and a bit of blues

Posted in flash fiction, Monday Mixer with tags , on March 4, 2013 by Nellie

I don’t think I’ll be writing much else tonight. I wanted to make sure that I had my Mixer up for the day. I don’t know if I have a bit of the bug that is going around. I’ve had zero energy to write or do anything else. I’m hoping that it goes away because I hate being sick. And tired. The past couple of days I’ve been calling it bedtime really early. It was a struggle to finish my half-nano, though I did it. I’m ready for Spring now.

Anyway, here is my Mixer. Enjoy!

The profligate satyr cackled as he carried the wiggling woman over his shoulder, throwing out caltrops behind him.

The woman screamed and clawed at his back before giving lucky kick to the stomach. He groaned and stumbled, sending the woman tumbling to the ground.

“Screaming won’t help you. Your man will come across my presents and find it hard to get to the hillock. Once we past through the doorway there, anyone will be hard pressed to find you.”

She pushed herself up, glaring at the fae creature. “I have no man. I am perfectly capable of defending myself.” She pulled out a large dagger. “I’m not the wailing, helpless women that you are used to in days of old.

The satyr looked from her face to the dagger and back before waving his hand. “Came at me, little warrior. Let’s see what you got.”

She growled, rushing at him.


Imagine Something Witty Here

Posted in February NaNo, flash fiction, writing with tags , , on February 22, 2013 by Nellie

I’m glad that we’re slowly heading towards Spring. I know Winter is a necessary evil but when it’s gloomy and dreary, the only thing I want to do is curl up under the covers where it is nice and warm and nap. And when I win the lotto, that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to hibernate. That sounds awesome. (And the lotto is such a dream to hit it right now). I can dream, right?

First, have some flash fiction. As of now, you still have two hours to participate in Flash! Friday.

Sandy jerked awake, catching the edge of the chair before she tumbled out of it. She had thought that dinner was kind of big but then…She wasn’t at her aunt’s for dinner. She was in a field. A field full of chairs that sat empty.

“Crap. Crap crap crap.” She didn’t know what was going on. The last thing she remembered was feeling sleepy.

“Okay, get it together. Maybe this was some really weird realistic dream?” She glanced around, standing up. “I really hope so.” She paused before pinching her arm as hard as she could. “Ow.”

“Boo.” The low voice rumbled behind her.

Sandy screamed like the girl she was and spun around, stumbled back and fell on her ass onto the ground, staring at the dapper man as he pulled the top hat down over his eyes.

Of the brief glimpse she had of them, she could have sworn they were bright red.

“Welcome, welcome. Ms. Hale, if you would be so kind as to come with me, you can wait with the others.”

“What others?” Sandy was confused.

The man gave a wide grin as a tail wrapped around one leg. “All in due time, dear lady.”

200 words

There are six days and two hours until my mini-NaNo is over and I have about eight thousand words to get in between now and next Friday. The past two days I was run down and tired and did ZERO writing. I know, I know. That was bad. Even at work, I haven’t been able to write really since I was busy at meetings. I’m hoping to fix that this weekend and next week and get at least to the 25k mark. As of now, I’m just a little bit over the 17k mark. And I’ve written about 500 words in half an hour. I need to keep up that momentum as well as character profiles for all the stories that I have bouncing around.

Fun stuff.

How a great weekend.

(I’ll think about posting a recipe this weekend since I forgot about it Wednesday.)

Monday Mixer and Days off aren’t always relaxing

Posted in flash fiction, Monday Mixer, writing with tags , on February 18, 2013 by Nellie

It’s Monday Mixer time.

“Don’t expect anyone to come help you. This arboretum is on private property. I’m also the only one who has the key to the manacle. Give me what I want.” The blonde man sneered at the dryad.

“I told you, there is nothing that I can give you. I’m not a genie or a leprechaun. And they are even more dangerous.” Shehana looked down at the red mark around her ankle from the iron. “You are wasting my time and yours. The only thing important to me is my tree.”

“You’re lying. I’m supposed to believe that you have nothing at all?” He asked her, derisive. “Oh wait, you don’t have any power at all. It’s only the tree. I’ve read about dryads. You have a special powers.”

Shehana shifted her gaze to the tree. Branches moved towards them, shifting into a solid spike of wood. “Believe what you want.”

I had the day off due to Presidents’ Day and I spent most of it running around and doing little errands. I think I was finished around three but I didn’t get the kind of writing that I wanted to get done like I had intended to. It happens. That’s usually what happens. There are things that need to be done that always take a back seat to either work or the weekends.

I’m having a bit of an issue in that I saw that there is a chance to try for an anthology and I have a story that could work but as I try to rework it, it is going very slow. And the story is due on March 1st. Nothing worse than having a close deadline and the characters have decided that they are being stubborn. On top of that there is a bit of murder mystery too it. :/ Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Monday Mixer – Consequences

Posted in flash fiction, Monday Mixer with tags on February 11, 2013 by Nellie

I would like to say I have something to talk about but right now, everything is sort of a blank and my back is bothering me. So have some Monday Mixer flash fiction today and hopefully Wednesday I’ll have something interesting to talk about.

The gentle wind blew through the grasslands, making the white tents flutter as they sat on the lawn of the church. It was a calm moment broken by the acerbic commentary of the reverend as he thumped his hand on the bible. preaching about the evils of man and to avoid temptation.

No one questioned what he spoke of. He was following the word of God. There were pauses between eat passages so that they could sing along with the piping music from the harmonium that they had pulled out onto the small porch.

He preached against sinning and coveting thy neighbors wife and out of child wedlock was a surefire way to go straight to hell.

They were in the middle of the next hymn when his head snapped back and he collapsed. It took the organist to notice the neat hole in his forehead before the screaming started.

150 words

Monday Mixer – Risky Choices

Posted in flash fiction, Monday Mixer with tags , on February 5, 2013 by Nellie

This past week has gone pretty fast. But it’s time for another Monday Mixer, hosted by Jeffrey Hollar I was too late to enter this week because I totally flaked on remembering it last night but I thought I’d still have some fun.

The cabana was silent, except for the sound of a mortar grinding against the pestle.

Feet stompped on the steps outside and a heavy hand pounded on the shaky door.

“Witch! I know you’re in there.”

Bones creaked as the woman rose from the table, putting her current project aside to let in the bellicose man. “Do you have an issue?” She peered at him with wide eyes. The sclera of her eye bright red and unnatural.

The man continued to scowl though he refused to look her in the eye. “The potion didn’t work. My opponent is hale and ready to fight.”

The witch cackled before pointing towards a small table where a plateful of patisserie sat. “Have him eat one of those. You do need to be careful. Each time you do something, it will come back against you twice if you don’t pay.”

“I’ll take the chance.”

Monday Mixer – Round and Round

Posted in flash fiction with tags , , on January 28, 2013 by Nellie

There is a new flash challenge out there. Jeffrey Hollar’s Monday Mixer.

There is still time to get your entry in. Flash fiction is fun.

Round and Round

Jane wandered through the oubliette, rubbing a dirty hand across the back of her neck. Dealing with fae was the most pain in the ass thing she had to do. Especially Greek fae. They loved their labyrinths. They seemed to be really fond of them. If she had to fight a minotaur, she was going to have words with Cimon. He thought he was funny.

Jane came to a stop and looked at the two pathways that branched to either side of her. She pulled out the drachma and flipped the coin.

“Heads is right, tails is left.” It gleamed in the low light as it flipped over and landed in her palm. She turned left and walked down that pathway. It wasn’t long before she was hearing the discordant pipe music. A slow grin spread across her face. “Got you, you pain in the ass.”

Satyr was going down.

Friday Fictioneers – Eye in the Sky

Posted in flash fiction, FridayFictioneers with tags on May 11, 2012 by Nellie

This week’s prompt for Friday Fictioneers could go anywhere. I don’t know where I was going, only that I didn’t get a restful sleep so I’m feeling a little goofy.

The picture:

They said it was the moon that shone down on us, so bright in the sky even with the clouds. I knew it was an eye. I saw shadows that would flit across it, blinking. Everyone said I was crazy. The kept me locked up. The straight jacket only came off a week after I stopped screaming about how it could see us. The world was ending and I stared into its every night, the milky pupil that gazed down on humanity and judged us wanting.

The window I had was exposed to the sky and I watched it every night, watching us and waiting for the gates to open so that it will take over.

116 words

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