Christmas Writing Challenge #4

Follow my blog with Bloglovin The Christmas Thief When a small town shoplifter finds himself locked in a cell three days before Christmas is offered the opportunity to make a mends by playing Santa in the local hospital’s Christmas festivities, he sees the opportunity to pull the ultimate seasonal heist. Eyeing the presents on the…

Automatic Writing #3

Why then six sick sink hole sized faces in the night do we the undersigned under sighs of silent night tears- tear apart this wretched soulless soul until tills ring out in triumphant terror the dawning of a dead age of aged lime- wire cauterising the silenced humanity that falls out face-first into the scorched…

Flashback Friday #4- The Mime Artist

Originally posted on Peter Wyn Mosey:
I had been given the keys. I couldn’t play the keys, but I had been given the keys. “How about the bass?” I asked. “I can play the bass” “It messes with the symmetry” they said. One left handed, stage left, One right handed, stage right. I got given…

Christmas Writing Challenge #2

Grumpy The Christmas Elf Grumpy was an elf who hated Christmas. He was the slowest of all of the toy-making elves in the North Pole, and after three warnings, Santa sacked him. The first unemployed elf ever found himself out of a job, and out of cheer. He moved around from town-to-town getting grouchier and…

Christmas Writing Challenge#1

‘The Christmas Star’ Big-time YouTuber ‘Porky-pie’ is on course to break all records. With a Christmas live stream scheduled that promises to break the internet, he could not be any more arrogant if he tried. Seeing Christmas as ‘just a marketing tool’ he shuns those around him in exchange for bathing in YouTube Analytics and…

Writing Prompt #15

Today’s creative writing prompts are…. 1. The dogs of war have just been fed. 2. Yellow. Or, use the picture! Link this post in anything that you write, as always I look forward to seeing your responses!

Automatic Writing #3

Hide in the bark the forgotten winder spun the free song to the tired goats on the porridge farm. Hark so low the bottom of the fish was not where or when the first of all of the cattle tried the timpani dodgems up and down the tribal stares of all the stairs we have…

Writing Prompt #14

1. Did I ever tell you about my pet kangaroo?
2. My mind was completely empty and then it struck me.