Daily Archives: May 11, 2018

The Fallen – James Pyles #writephoto

Jake saw Dani standing in a gorge between two cliffs holding Witherbrand in her hand. Her blade was covered with blood and she was surrounded by bodies. “Dani, what happened?” The seven-year-old looked around but couldn’t see his brother or … Continue reading

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Fallen – Neha #writephoto

She let her fallen tears, cleanse her bruised heart. Sometimes, one found the less traveled paths that led to joy by letting go of expectations. Reblogged from Forgotten Meadows

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Contract red flag alert: perpetual license for derivative rights – by Victoria Strauss…

Originally posted by Victoria Strauss for Writer Beware and reblogged via TRSA: SFWA’s Contracts Committee has recently been seeing a proliferation of contracts from small magazines, and a very few established markets, that license all derivative rights in perpetuity. This … Continue reading

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The Power of Tears – Vivian Zems #writephoto

Resting stoically on a hill are two boulders that once were known as one Shorn by the constant dripping of the sky’s tears and dry throat of the earth Continue reading at Smell the Coffee

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WHAT’S UP DOC? Lines of communication IV…

* …’All colour had faded from the sky and although the big board by the gate creaked slightly in the night wind, there was no passer-by to read the sharp, hard letters that cut straight as black knives across its … Continue reading

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Rockfall – Iain Kelly #writephoto

They had stood there for centuries. As long as anyone could remember the three boulders had sat on the ledge overlooking the small hamlet. That night rain had lashed the hillside, thunder had rumbled and lightning had lit the dark … Continue reading

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Flowers…

  There were always flowers. Orchids pinned upon a mother’s breast, All lace and diamonds. Long black gloves And painted lips, As she left, laughing. A child who watched As the door closed. There were flowers… Yellow tulips, Cellophane and … Continue reading

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Kindred #midnighthaiku

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