Welcome to Microfiction Monday, where an image paints 140 characters or fewer.
The little boat bounced across the rough sea. Richard spared a moment to turn and thumb his nose at the miserable island he had just left.
Welcome to Microfiction Monday, where an image paints 140 characters or fewer.
The little boat bounced across the rough sea. Richard spared a moment to turn and thumb his nose at the miserable island he had just left.
Welcome to Microfiction Monday, where an image paints 140 characters or fewer.
The inspectors brought in yet another dessicated corpse— the third before lunch. The coroner groaned. It was going to be one of those days.
Welcome to Microfiction Monday, where an image paints 140 characters or fewer.
Only the pure of heart may enter the Briar Maze. Applicants will be judged by the enchanted Iron Guardian and his 500 question oral exam.
Welcome to Microfiction Monday, where an image paints 140 characters or fewer.
We asked Grandpa about the postcard we found in one of his books. “A future that might have been,” he said. He wouldn’t explain further.
Welcome to Microfiction Monday, where an image paints 140 characters or fewer.
The map led to a ruin. Then the Warrior was backstabbed, the Thief was fireballed, and the Wizard was outnumbered. ‘Twas a short adventure.
Welcome to Microfiction Monday, where an image paints 140 characters, or fewer.
“Prof. Gray’s Miracle Tonic,” she read. “Ingredients: Sparkling water, Eleven secret herbs and spices, Grain alcohol— yes, this will do.”
So, like just about everyone else who volunteered for the Thirty Day Blog Challenge, I too have run out of enthusiasm for the project. And like a few of my blog neighbors, I find myself grasping for ideas and wondering what to do next. Until I figure it out, please enjoy this edition of The Friday Five.
Welcome to Microfiction Monday, where an image paints 140 characters or fewer.
When Jen’s mobile battery died, she ceased to exist. Amy tweeted again and again to ask what happened. She could have just looked up.
Welcome to Microfiction Monday, where a picture paints 140 characters, or fewer.
Things were not going as planned. Yes, Rapunzel had tied her hair to the ship, but the Sirens had brought her a knife.
Welcome to Microfiction Monday, where an image paints 140 characters or fewer.
“Doug’s latest scheme was to buy the abandoned Catfish Farm to turn it into a resort. We all knew he’d lose interest after a week or so.”