short-haired gray cat
long-haired gray cat
rolling ball of fight
#quikfic 148
The horse ran, but Caleb’s dog was too loyal for its own good as the barn burned around them. Caleb absently petted Roscoe’s head.
Quotable 248
Words are alive and literature becomes an escape, not from, but into living.
– Cyril Connolly
haiku 360
key lime pie –
their dinner meeting
louder than ours
#quikfic 147
“The highway’s got to be just ahead.”
“Tim, this is the spookiest place I’ve ever seen.”
“Yeah,” the ghost said. “Try living here.”
Quotable 247
Your job as a writer is to systematically deny the goal to your main character.
– Mary Robinette Kowal
haiku 359
racial turmoil –
different kinds of birds
share the feeder
#quikfic 146
“The gold’s at the bottom of the canyon?”
“Yep.”
“Gonna take a long time to get down there.”
“Not for you,” he said, shoving.
Quotable 246
Writers need to remind ourselves to make conscious decisions about every character we write, not just default to Neutral.
– Shannon Hale
haiku 358
Orion aims
at a target between
Venus, crescent moon