Wednesday, January 27, 2010
...now you too, can have the Cormac Experience! First, get no sleep. Second...uh, I can't very well give that away, and have you all be me. All you need to really do anyway, is to make sure that you are good and Travis Bickle'd up.
This week's starter sentence- "As far as Jack was concerned, even a field of four-leaf clovers couldn’t turn things around. He was convinced that because he was born in a leap year, that he was under a secret thirteenth Zodiac sign and its symbol was a giant screw."
Sounds simple enough, but if you've done this before, you know better. You know the deal, if you are in, please say so. Have it done by Tuesday @9 AM Pacific, February 2nd, all right?
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
What, ya don't like the name of the brand? Póg mo thóin! Finish yer drink up 'n keep readin'!
David came up with the starter sentence, "As the sixth shot of whisky burnt its way down, I suddenly remembered what I left the house for."
So what kind of stories will this produce? Let's find out...
Doc goes shopping and takes us for the ride.
Randal drinks alone and snows us in with some noir.
Über burns our tongues with a taste of Utopia.
Alan has us crawling into a pub, instead of pub-crawling.
Chad says Mountain Dew can roll uphill.
Lewis J. evokes Burns, and I don't mean Monty.
Welles turns the heat up and hard-boils us.
David says the familiar can be a bit too much sometimes.
MRM tells us a tale about a man looking for answers at the bottom of a glass.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
And speaking of your fellow contributors, Paul D. Brazill, along with another writing friend of mine Kevin Michaels, have gotten in on the ground floor of a new pulp magazine called "At The Bijou." Please, pop on over and take a gander.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Sounds simple enough, but if you've done this before, you know better. You know the deal, if you are in, please say so. Have it done by Tuesday @9 AM Pacific, January 26th, all right?
Thursday, January 21, 2010
David says, "As the sixth shot of whisky burnt its way down, I suddenly remembered what I left the house for."
Über says, "You insolent pigs aren't getting one more thing from me!"
Lynn says, "Do you ever use..."
MRM says, "So what did I do this time to piss you off, Baby?"
Doc says, "He had turned his back on a few things in life before, but now he knew he had to turn his back on her and walk away."
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Good night, good luck, and what do you mean, there's no such thing as "a drive-through bed and breakfast?"
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Randal says, "'But Vladimir Putin will always permit break dancing.'"
David adds another chapter to his last story.
Doc gets us into Olympus (there, entendre-less Doc, okay?).
Welles weighs in with another sci-fi tale.
Über proves that life isn't as easy as soap operas make it to be.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
David says, "Don't you just hate it when that happens."
Randal says, "'But Vladimir Putin will always permit breakdancing.'"
Paulie Decibels says, "When Karen looked into the room it was empty but the moment she closed the door the sounds started up again."
Lewis J. says, "As soon as he heard the cell phone notify receipt of the text message he knew there was no going back."
Über says, "Most people attempt to rescue their captured comrades using stealth and strategy."
The results will go live on January 15th, 2010, @ 10:30 AM.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
...unless you come up with a starter sentence!
You know the drill or if you don't, check out the older posts to get an idea. Please remit your new sentences or submit your old ones in the comment section. I will then load them into poll form tomorrow, Thursday, January 14 th @ 9:30 AM, Pacific Time.
Good night, good luck, and white lineeeess, blow awaaayy!
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
The whole trick with flash fiction, is to get the balance right, Depeche Mode.
MRM narrates a mystery involving fences.
Anton sets you up for the very last line.
Rum tells a tale of an era that we of a certain age, barely survived.
Lewis J. gives a mystery version of "Connections."
Wells Fan's yarn is coming up all sevens.
Doc takes us to the movies!
And finally, an add-on from Randal The Vandal-
It was an honest mistake...or it was honestly stupid. Either way, I didn't mean anything by it. Look on the bright side. Better your throat slashed by me than by some stranger. Of course, now my shoes are sticky like buns. Next time, I'm using gasoline.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
"It was an honest mistake...or it was honestly stupid. Either way, I didn't mean anything by it."
You know the deal, if you are in, please say so. Have it done by Tuesday @9 AM Pacific, January 12th, all right?
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
...You are ready to take the pebble from my hand, you're just not aware of it yet. Sandra Seamans, a fine author in her own right, always has a wealth of writer-related sites and helpful advice sites. Sandra has also linked to this blog, and she has one upcoming challenge, and a flash contest on the same link.
The latter link is for The Clarity of Night's "Silhouette Contest," a 250 flash challenge and you can click here for the rules and details. Goodnight, good luck and keep taking pebbles from the ghost of Keye Luke's hand.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Lewis J. speaks of tragedy and chemistry.
The Professor triggers a memory and a dream.
Randal channels Ed Wood.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Sounds simple enough, but if you've done this before, you know better. You know the deal, if you are in, please say so. Have it done by Tuesday @9 AM Pacific, January 5th, all right?