Someone (*cough*Hob*cough*) talked me into trying to write a Cali novel.
This is going to be slow going, worked in around everything else (aiming for approx 1000 words a week on it), but I’d like a couple few beta readers for it so I know if I’m going way off course.
It will be semi-erotic/romance/dubiousconsent/Stockholm. Which is like saying it will be Cali.
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On the Premises does these occasional mini-contests for its newsletter subscribers (it’s weekly, if you’re interested).
This contest was “Tell, show, or evoke a complete story by writing exactly five sentences. Each sentence must be exactly five words long, for a total length of exactly 25 words.”
These are the three I didn’t submit.
She’d been there nearly forever. Mold grew across her shoulders. Birds nested in her hair. Wind chipped at her features. She’d promised that she’d wait.
I miss his warm presence. The way he held me. His skin bare against mine. The nighttime noises he made. I wish he hadn’t gone.
She huddled in the cold. Her skin was chapped, frostbitten. Her breath came in clouds. She’d been stuck for days. Did they even miss her?
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