Yup, another prompt.
The three of us had been discussing the most memorable way to die when a demon in blue strolled into my bar.
I love prompts. Different people read them completely differently. They take things I see and see something I’d never thought of. I need to start a writing circle…
I should really start writing to all these prompts…
Caroline dug through the contents of her worn leather purse and gave him the last six dollars and forty five cents she had left.
For now, I’ll keep them safe and remembered while I wind DeHaven through his journey.
Back into the Sand has more words this night.
From 5347 to 6385.
10k before the end of the month for sure.
I submitted a short story. Bluing has a Taste has been submitted to Underground Voices.
And it’s Friday!!
Last night, Christopher Scott DeHaven continued his journey through hell. It was nice to finally get past the block I’ve had for the past weeks, but I’m still writing very skeletal. I read too many writing books, had too many concussions, and have let my skills wither a bit.
But. I’m writing.
Happy day.
