Fiction (Writing)
My Sherlock Holmes Mystery Excerpt -
- Ron KelleyThis was NOT written by Arthur Conan Doyle, but IF he had written about Sherlock Holmes in 1824 along the Erie Canal in northwestern New York State, USA, then I imagined an excerpt from the story would have gone like this: … “But I have it all figured out, Holmes,” smugly... Submitted 5 days 18 hours ago.
Charity goes to a Party - Dianne Lehmann
Charity didn't have a clue what the man in front of her was talking about. But she stood patiently, as she always did when men were talking to her, waiting for him to come to his point. Her attention might have wandered a time or two, but she gave the appearance of listening intently. At 37... Submitted 27 days 16 hours ago.
Autumn Senses - Jack H. Schick
It morning air was chilly. There was a thin, misty fog. It sort of swirled around us as we crossed the field, walking through it like a cloud. My nose was a little clogged up so I had my mouth open and tasted it as we went along. It tasted different, good, like green grass or something. I kept... Submitted 144 days 16 hours ago.
The whole city was in a stopped-dead snarl. An aurora borealis during the day like that shocked everybody. Nobody had taken the warnings too seriously. I have to admit, we in the White house had drastically downplayed the true potential and possible ramifications. After the previous event a week... Submitted 145 days 19 hours ago.
The Misadventures of Tall Guy and Short Gal: The New Kitchen Sink - Dianne Lehmann
This should begin as most things do … at the beginning. But that is not our way today or any day for that matter as you, dear Reader, may have learned by now. Today, we shall begin in the middle because that is where we always begin and where the most fun may be had. Except, of course, if... Submitted 199 days 22 hours ago.
The Misadventures of Tall Guy and Short Gal: The Hike - Dianne Lehmann
This should begin as most things do at the beginning. But that is not our way today. Today we shall begin in the middle because that is where the most fun may be had. Except, of course, if you are at the end of a "crack-the-whip" game. Then the end is most certainly more exciting than either the... Submitted 1 year 97 days ago.
St. Paddy's Day Parade - Dianne Lehmann
I don't wear a watch. I gave it up years ago. I felt that the watch was stressing me. It applied something I referred to as "time pressure." Well, it was actually my response to it, but sometimes I just gotta lay blame outside myself, OKAY? It seemed that I would glance at it constantly and think... Submitted 1 year 332 days ago.
The Conspired Son (Chapter 1 - Uncut) - MKDS
As promised on all my personal Blogs, Websites and Conduits, the exclusive release of the controversial First Chapter of "The Conspired Son" has been grantes a reprieve and as such I now post its contents for the consideration of the WryteStuff Community - Please be AWARE there is a medium amount... Submitted 103 days 5 hours ago.
A Scene From "Burning Hickory" - Michael Eza
I watched the smoke from burning hickory and cedar chips as it swirled around and rose up the chimney inside my grand-fathers fireplace. The flames warmed the entire far side of this gigantic room, but towards the entrance it was still cold and a bit drafty. We had a heat pump, one my grandfather... Submitted 114 days 12 hours ago.
Listening To the Voice - George Stay
Beautiful women intimidate me. I don’t know why. They just do. I think it is because I’m afraid that, inside, they are laughing me, or just toying with me, or that they find me ugly and insignificant, but are tolerating me until someone more to their liking comes along. Yes, I... Submitted 1 year 63 days ago.
Far off in the distance the high-pitched squeal continued to get on his nerves in what seemed like a perfectly timed rhythm that was designed to break his concentration. Riding through the dusty and rocky road, bike wide open, he cringes at the sound, putting his hands to his ears. "What is that... Submitted 2 years 260 days ago.
The Key (A Fairytale) — Chapter 7: A Step Above Oblivion (Part 3) - e
The swelling was getting worse. I said to a John as he dressed my wound, "I would like to understand kamma more completely, just in case I don't make it." "Your mind will never comprehend kamma fully, for it is very complicated - its tentacles reach in all directions. Only your heart can someday... Submitted 3 years 247 days ago.
The Key (A Fairytale) - Chapter 6: Skeletons and Snakes (Part 3) - e
My breathing became labored, and as the poison worked its way into my heart, I wished that I had begun my quest when I was much younger, before the wars. I also wished I had paid more attention to the robed man who warned me to sweep the path! When key seekers speak, it is never for conversation... Submitted 3 years 255 days ago.
The Key (A Fairytale) — Chapter 5: Fertile Soil (Part 4) - e
A John began by instructing me to sit cross-legged on the ground, while he stuffed some straw just under the tip of my tailbone, but not too much - he cautioned that too much straw would surely cause my legs to fall sleep. Then he tucked my left heel between my legs and placed my right foot on... Submitted 3 years 261 days ago.
The Key (A Fairytale) — Chapter 4: Nothing Left To Lose (Part 7) - e
I thought you were going to the community," a John said, his eyebrows Raised. "Yes, yes, I am on my way," Moosawa stammered, looking surprised. "But isn't it in the other direction," a John inquired." "Of course, I should have known that," said Moosawa. A John tried to ease the key... Submitted 3 years 270 days ago.
The Key (A Fairytale) — Chapter 4: Nothing Left To Lose (Part 2) - e
. . . And so began a ten-year friendship with this little man and his constant grin, as we wandered the forest together in search of the elusive key. "I know where to find plants and insects to eat," I said, trying to be helpful. A John shook his head in disagreement, "Those who are... Submitted 3 years 283 days ago.
The Key (A Fairytale) — Chapter 2: Ariya (Part 5) - e
Weeks drifted by with no sign of Ariya, or anybody else for that matter, but the silence was eerie, compelling me to look over my shoulder more often now. I was back where my enemies might find me, and my life was definitely in grave danger. They knew that I was still alive. One morning just... Submitted 3 years 297 days ago.
The Woman Leona, and Homeless Friend John Head South Via An Empty Boxcar! -
- elle kynzerPart two of my fictional characters Leona and John, who were living on the streets of Chicago: Leona and John stared at one another before speaking, it was John who took a look outside and noticed the southern bound freight to which the boxcar they occupied was being towed, and he said 'That's... Submitted 25 days 16 hours ago.
The Futility of 14 - Ken McCreless
Her neck was sore from the constant motion of switching her gaze from the window to her brother and back again. Her brother was a giant in her eyes, but a pale, fragile 8 year old to the rest of the world. His gaze was fixed on the darkened street, more precisely, on the sidewalk their mom... Submitted 29 days 18 hours ago.
How to Make an Interesting Antagonist or Villain -
- Joel GrayIn fairy tales, legends, myths, books, movies, comic books, and video games villains play a very important role. The most popular stories often have the most notorious villains. Since villains play such an important role, what exactly makes a villain or antagonist memorable or exceptional? The... Submitted 74 days 21 hours ago.
Angry Goats Attack Indie Filmmakers and Writers across the World -
- Sid KaliThere will always be one angry goat that attacks filmmakers and writers when they try to work. It’s usually a person close to the filmmaker or writer that has a negative vibe or toxic personality. They have no idea why a person would want to spend time making films or writing. The common... Submitted 199 days 8 hours ago.
Erotica Entertainment, Erotic Romance Novels and Erotic Poems are rising in Popularity -
- Sid KaliErotica entertainment, erotic romance novels and erotic poems are rising in popularity with viewers and readers that want to be seduced visually or mentally. I remember a conversation with a friend where they told me erotica really just meant pornography. Honestly, I have nothing against the... Submitted 206 days 5 hours ago.
Jerri had lived on the block since he was 18 years old, as a female. Seemingly because at the time, Jerri didn’t associate with most of the neighborhood children of the same age, nobody noticed the change … until he arrived after college looking like a muscular bodybuilder. It was... Submitted 355 days ago.
Block Tales: Rubie and the Gunshots - Ronyae
Rubie Tedor ducked her head farther under the covers as she counted the gunshots, and knew what area the shots were coming from. She may only be eight years old, but she knew all about hearing gunshots. Usually, multiple shots with the same sound meant somebody was shooting at something or... Submitted 1 year 24 days ago.
The Misadventures of Tall Guy and Short Gal: The Dog - Dianne Lehmann
This should begin as most things do … at the beginning. But that is not our way today or any day for that matter as you, dear Reader, may have learned by now. Today, we shall begin in the middle because that is where we always begin and where the most fun may be had. Except, of course, if... Submitted 1 year 37 days ago.
