WISHFUL THINKING

The Trifextra Writing Challenge is a writing challenge that happens every weekend- and it's a lightning fast one at that! This week, the challenge is to add 33 words to this 33-word story: The last strains of sunlight lingered in the corners, grasping every available point of refraction.  She slid her fingertips along the glass wondering if this was all there ever was. Or could be. Here's my take on the challenge: thanks to wb-skinner on DeviantArt for this image The last strains of sunlight lingered in the corners, grasping every available point of refraction.  She slid her fingertips along the glass wondering if this was all there ever was. Or could be. She had spent hundred years collecting as much as possible, and there was never enough happiness in the world to fill a bottle. But sorrow was black as tar and filled entire rooms. (I just couldn't help but go all fantasy on this as well) Happy Weekend! Be back tomorrow with Sunday Scribb

Author’s Note: written for a competition in one of WD’s critique groups. “Quack Remedies and Cosmetics” was the topic, and I decided not to write a story but make a list of really odd cosmetics and medicines. It was fun coming up with all these names and descriptions, and I had ten of them initially but I narrowed it down to five because I don’t want to, you know, hog all your time. (Although I actually do. Just being honest.)  Power to the Blogosphere! Keep reading  http://chibicupcakeofdoom.deviantart.com/ IF YOU COULD INVENT A QUACK PRODUCT OR REMEDY, WHAT WILL IT BE? Leave me a comment to let me know! An array of concoctions that will bewitch and enchant you! Ethereal and esoteric, brewed with slavish perfection and served with a side of sweet decadence! Give your senses the hedonistic delight they crave! Now Selling: Envy of Rapunzel: this potion is still and silent, a pale lavender liquid the consistency of cream. The potion is ensconced in what appear

Quick Tales is basically flash fiction, tiny short stories. Mostly inspired by pictures. Mostly less than thousand, sometimes even less than five hundred words. The Rocking Horse was written in less than half an hour on the back of a notebook in a boring class. I like to think of it in tones of black, white and red. Any theories on what the girl could be? Leave me a comment to let me know:) The inspiration for this story. Of course, I  fictionalized  the appearance greatly. The sculpture is by: Samantha Mckeown Sculpture I Santa Fe College Found objects, paint 20"x36"x14"  The Rocking Horse The rocking horse is a gift. It comes to the Care Well Orphanage for Girls packed in a large cardboard box. It bears the name of the little blind girl, arriving exactly at midnight on her birthday, and a note saying “a companion for your adventures,” in bright purple ink. There is no return address. Similar gifts have made their way to the little blind gir

Magical Healing: Should We? Magical Healing. Don’t we all love it as fantasy/ paranormal writers? Everyone is hot in romance novels, aren’t they? Wholeness matters. Beauty matters. I hate novels where the girl is described with, I don’t know, a squint or a cross-eye or as being (in one book I won’t mention because I might lose all control to think about it) “plain” (as though plain is a disability) and then the guy comes along, or some other Dumbledore like character comes along, and magically transforms her into- hey, presto- beautiful girl worth the boy!   What is this madness about? What is wrong with the girl being plain, or cross-eyed, or even crippled, for God’s sake? Won’t the guy love her enough?   I hated Twilight at one point of time because Bella kept going on about how she wanted to be a vampire because only then would she be worth Edward. (Twilight fans: maybe you have a different explanation for this, but I will never get over this weirdness) I am plain. Is th