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Drabble: Witch’s Moon
Once upon a moonlit night, when shadows followed close, I took a wander around my home. Sheltered under the bright full moon’s light, I saw as the world slumbered on. As I traveled owls flew by on whispered wings. And from time to time, a caterwaul, as hunting cats crossed paths. I am but a small sprite, not one to shy away from my curiosity. My favorite place is this lovely farm, the orchard with apples ready for cider. I will try to sneak one or two home after tonight’s celebrations […]https://ceriashwardauthor.wordpress.com/2026/05/23/drabble-witchs-moon/
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Ich bin bei meiner #Drabble-Sammlung endlich mal weiter gekommen. Über ein passendes Wort zum Buchstaben Q hab ich mir ewig den Kopf zerbrochen. Nerviger Buchstabe. 😒
Aber mit dem Ergebnis bin ich jetzt recht glücklich.Zu finden auf #Animexx :animexxkaro:
http://desu.de/ff_390617Quälgeist
Fandom: #Beyblade
Genre: #SliceofLife
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I have been reading, writing and exploring Flash, Micro and Short Short fiction over the last year. Today Dog Throat Journal published a piece of mine, which is the first time a fiction story of mine has ever been published. I am thrilled!
https://dogthroat.com/post/following-up-my-decommissioning-3rd-attempt-by-chris-lawrence
#microFiction #drabble #flashFiction #writing #writingLife #100DaysToOffload
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Cut Worms' Transmitter lands in 2026 with Jeff Tweedy producing. Kinksian jangle, 21st century loneliness.
Full #Larrys100 review: https://write.as/larrys100/cut-worms-transmitter-jagjaguwar-2026
#Music #MusicReview #Albums #IndieRock #PowerPop #100WordReviews #Drabble #CutWorms #Transmitter
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A novella-in-flash about Hawai'ian gods navigating late-stage capitalism.
Through keen observations of modern life and immortality, Brownlee uses the characters to reflect on the beauty and sadness of existence.
Full #Larrys100 Review: https://write.as/larrys100/kahi-and-lua-tales-of-the-first-and-second
#Books #BookReview #Bookstodon #FlashFiction #NovelaInFlash #MythologyFiction #100WordReviews #Drabble #ReadingCommunity #100daysToOffload
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Lord Charles Minos slapped the beast’s hind haunch, producing a satisfying meaty thump. “What BREED did you say you used again?”
The BREEDer smiled, a lean, hungry look. “Hibernian Highland.”
“Excellent stock, that,” Minos said. His hearty tone was met with a nod.
Minos pulled back the creature’s lips. Still asleep, it didn’t react. “Sharp, no abnormalities,” he pronounced. “The human you BREED it with?”
“Greek heroic, the line traces back to one of Medea’s brood.”
“I’ll take it for my maze.” Minos handed the breeder a card. “Deliver it here. Is untraceable gold good, or do you prefer Unis?”
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11/16 #Wss366 #crude #MastoPrompt #hunter #SundayLit Twist
#FanFiction #TheHunger 1983
“I must have died and gone to heaven. I see an angel.”
I looked over, taking in the speaker. Crude like his clothes: expensive, tasteless, like a gold-plated oil donkey gushing crude.
“I thik I’d too many.” I slurred, then looked at him. “Gin fizzy.” (Giggle.) “Lime twist,” and pushed my empty glass across the bar.
“You’ll hav’ta excuse me, powder woom.”
Pushing through the crowd, I stopped in front of the restroom and looked back in time to see him add something to my drink.
“A hunter,” I thought. But I was one too, fingering my razor-sharp ankh medallion.
#NMV366 #NMPrompt #NMSL #Vampire #TheHunger1983
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11/16 #Wss366 #crude #MastoPrompt #hunter #SundayLit Twist
#FanFiction #TheHunger 1983
“I must have died and gone to heaven. I see an angel.”
I looked over, taking in the speaker. Crude like his clothes: expensive, tasteless, like a gold-plated oil donkey gushing crude.
“I thik I’d too many.” I slurred, then looked at him. “Gin fizzy.” (Giggle.) “Lime twist,” and pushed my empty glass across the bar.
“You’ll hav’ta excuse me, powder woom.”
Pushing through the crowd, I stopped in front of the restroom and looked back in time to see him add something to my drink.
“A hunter,” I thought. But I was one too, fingering my razor-sharp ankh medallion.
#NMV366 #NMPrompt #NMSL #Vampire #TheHunger1983
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11/16 #Wss366 #crude #MastoPrompt #hunter #SundayLit Twist
#FanFiction #TheHunger 1983
“I must have died and gone to heaven. I see an angel.”
I looked over, taking in the speaker. Crude like his clothes: expensive, tasteless, like a gold-plated oil donkey gushing crude.
“I thik I’d too many.” I slurred, then looked at him. “Gin fizzy.” (Giggle.) “Lime twist,” and pushed my empty glass across the bar.
“You’ll hav’ta excuse me, powder woom.”
Pushing through the crowd, I stopped in front of the restroom and looked back in time to see him add something to my drink.
“A hunter,” I thought. But I was one too, fingering my razor-sharp ankh medallion.
#NMV366 #NMPrompt #NMSL #Vampire #TheHunger1983
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11/16 #Wss366 #crude #MastoPrompt #hunter #SundayLit Twist
#FanFiction #TheHunger 1983
“I must have died and gone to heaven. I see an angel.”
I looked over, taking in the speaker. Crude like his clothes: expensive, tasteless, like a gold-plated oil donkey gushing crude.
“I thik I’d too many.” I slurred, then looked at him. “Gin fizzy.” (Giggle.) “Lime twist,” and pushed my empty glass across the bar.
“You’ll hav’ta excuse me, powder woom.”
Pushing through the crowd, I stopped in front of the restroom and looked back in time to see him add something to my drink.
“A hunter,” I thought. But I was one too, fingering my razor-sharp ankh medallion.
#NMV366 #NMPrompt #NMSL #Vampire #TheHunger1983
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Ultimo dia en la feria, disfrutando de una Drabble artesanal #cerveza #artesanal #beer #drabble
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CW: Long Post: Original Zine with Writing and Art titled "Glimmers in the Penumbra"
Glimmers in the Penumbra
I assembled this zine to collect drabbles written for my D&D group, and I'm sharing it with you all today.
This is for you, @[email protected] , @[email protected] , @[email protected] , @[email protected] , and @[email protected]
Special thanks to @[email protected] for drawing the illustrations used in this zine and for buying my drabble commission slots on behalf of the group. She has made a lot of really cool art for our group and for her character Dia especially, so you should check it out if you like this!
This was a really fun project. It was great to play in the 100 word limit with different styles and character voices to make something tailored for each character.
I assembled this zine so that I could make a special and unique home for all of the pieces together. It was put together in Scribus, a free and open source layout tool.
If you enjoyed this zine, please consider a donation to Crips for eSims for Gaza or at Gaza Funds.
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Full Text Transcript
Glimmers in the Penumbra A Tabletop Roleplay OC Drabble Collection
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Embodied
The snow feels wrong. It mushes against the strange pliant dough stretched across her soles, shoots her through with a kind of pain she's never felt before. It bites, metallic, as though she can feel the pinprick of each shard of each snow flake. The air, too, grips her. All of this, wrong. Never before had the winds caused her pain, nor had snow felt anything but pleasant on even her tenderest scales. Winter has abandoned her. It was in her very weft and now all she has is this naked pink putty. No way for a dragon to live.
Dia Istehar
[Includes an illustration of Dia holding herself in a gust of snow and wind.]
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L’Enfer
Fire's heat. Warms, tickles, crisps. Pleasure becomes pain. Sears, destroys, consumes. Ashes to ashes.
Vous qui entrez, abandonnez toute espérance.
No way to snuff a forest fire once it's caught hot and tall, naught but to let the blaze run out. A heart is like that. A little fire you can throw water over, but the burn in him grows fast. All you can do is get out the way.
Watch for smoke.
What's a flame want? Nothing but to burn. Bright and hot, alive until it's out. Doesn't care what's burning, where or how. But a man's heart? Well.
L’Enfer - The Inferno Vous qui entrez, abandonnez toute espérance. - Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.
Ozias DeVir
[Includes an illustration of Ozias lighting a cigarette.]
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Song of the Princess
She is come from a castle in a far away land, from a lineage ruling for generations.
Hath traveled the lands in great odyssey, and suffered many a hardship and poverty.
O Princess, Sweetest Briar with thorns sharp, stand strong against despair. Nobility is not in gold but in heart and deed and bearing. Retain thy grace and thy dignity. Fear not the dark and the wicked, for thou art puissant. Magic courseth through thy veins as fish in a stream.
Know that one day thou wilt reclaim thy birthright. So sayeth this poem, written in serenade of a princess.
Briar Allaire
[Includes an illustration of Briar, regal in a crown.]
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Idle Musing
Life should be fun. Things would be far too boring without a bit of mischief to keep it interesting, ya know? Just a dash like spice in the stew. Nothing serious, maybe swipe a shiny here or snack there.
Things can change pretty fast out on the road though. It gets scary out there, with monsters and bad guys. Sometimes I think I should have just stayed home.
But hey, one minute you're strumming along up and down the strings of a bouzouki, tickling the melody to and fro, and bam! Out comes the zouka. Didn't expect that, didja spookies?
Kaapro
[Includes an illustration of Kaapro, a Kenku, smiling and playing a bouzouki.]
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Sacrament
"Go and sin no more."
The other man, the one on the other side of the wooden screen, knows what a joke it is. He says it anyway, and manages not to laugh. It's procedure after all.
A rosary and an extra Our Father. A man's life snuffed out, his blood on the stone, and all Lucere needs to do is mumble some words.
Done in God's name, isn't it a Holy act?
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
Deliverance won't come, but so too will he sin again. He always has and always will.
Lucere Crough
[Includes an illustration of Lucere holding a rosary in his hand, covering half of his face.]
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Just World Fallacy
Let us consider the situation rationally. Which situation is more likely?
The first, that I was conceived by two emotionally stunted people unprepared for the maturity, care, and mundane sacrifices of parenthood? That I lived at the whims of a man who took out rage and fear on his vulnerable son? That my mother could bring me into the world but shrink my existence so small in her heart that she could ignore it? That suffering is largely beyond our control and the world is fundamentally unfair?
Or that I am unloveable and it's my fault?
The answer is obvious.
Pinion Andolus
[Includes an illustration of Pinion where you cannot see his face, gazing at unbalanced scales.]
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Knight in Shining Armor
My face mirrored in a gleaming scale. I chased it like the glint of oasis after days walking parched sands. Was it a mirage? I follow its path and come no closer, but the image does not fade. Still there, out of reach, ever on the horizon.
What is she really like? I've imagined her on the highest pedestal, with every sublime virtue, and in the deepest depravity, with every foul cruelty. Perhaps she is simply a well-meaning fool, doing her best.
Do I truly want to know? Would the mirage dissolve, and would that be for good or ill?
Okaara Justa
[Includes an illustration of Okaara, a half-orc, gazing at her own reflection in a piece of plate armor.]
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寝袋詰め 心の準備 と出かける
「一緒に」
romaji reading: shurafuzume kokoro no junbi to dekakeru
「issho ni」
The bedrolls are wrapped. Ready for what awaits them, the party sets forth.
[Together]
[No illustration]
Originally posted on Tumblr here: https://www.tumblr.com/terror-billie/759892367589392384/full-text-transcript -
CW: Wss366 Microfic Possibly sacrilegious
EMERGENCY The Rapture
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt
#WritersCoffeeClub 18 Sept: Have you written something blasphemous?#Bang! Suddenly, the sky lit up, and people on the park swings began floating up in the air. At least some of them. Arms of the monkey bars reached out to capture others.
I lowered the sun visor in the car and checked my emergency list of actions to take during the Rapture.
- Put on sun-#screen. (Cancer risk: Health risk of divine rays unknown.)
- #Comb your #bangs. (First impressions are important.)
- Take your protein pills and put your helmet on.
- Step out of the car slowly, and keep your hands in plain view. (Lightning Risk)
#NMV366 #NMPrompts #NMMP #MicroFiction #TootFiction #Drabble #NMWCC @extraspecialbitter
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CW: Wss366 Microfic Possibly sacrilegious
EMERGENCY The Rapture
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt
#WritersCoffeeClub 18 Sept: Have you written something blasphemous?#Bang! Suddenly, the sky lit up, and people on the park swings began floating up in the air. At least some of them. Arms of the monkey bars reached out to capture others.
I lowered the sun visor in the car and checked my emergency list of actions to take during the Rapture.
- Put on sun-#screen. (Cancer risk: Health risk of divine rays unknown.)
- #Comb your #bangs. (First impressions are important.)
- Take your protein pills and put your helmet on.
- Step out of the car slowly, and keep your hands in plain view. (Lightning Risk)
#NMV366 #NMPrompts #NMMP #MicroFiction #TootFiction #Drabble #NMWCC @extraspecialbitter
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CW: Wss366 Microfic Possibly sacrilegious
EMERGENCY The Rapture
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt
#WritersCoffeeClub 18 Sept: Have you written something blasphemous?#Bang! Suddenly, the sky lit up, and people on the park swings began floating up in the air. At least some of them. Arms of the monkey bars reached out to capture others.
I lowered the sun visor in the car and checked my emergency list of actions to take during the Rapture.
- Put on sun-#screen. (Cancer risk: Health risk of divine rays unknown.)
- #Comb your #bangs. (First impressions are important.)
- Take your protein pills and put your helmet on.
- Step out of the car slowly, and keep your hands in plain view. (Lightning Risk)
#NMV366 #NMPrompts #NMMP #MicroFiction #TootFiction #Drabble #NMWCC @extraspecialbitter
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CW: Wss366 Microfic Possibly sacrilegious
EMERGENCY The Rapture
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt
#WritersCoffeeClub 18 Sept: Have you written something blasphemous?#Bang! Suddenly, the sky lit up, and people on the park swings began floating up in the air. At least some of them. Arms of the monkey bars reached out to capture others.
I lowered the sun visor in the car and checked my emergency list of actions to take during the Rapture.
- Put on sun-#screen. (Cancer risk: Health risk of divine rays unknown.)
- #Comb your #bangs. (First impressions are important.)
- Take your protein pills and put your helmet on.
- Step out of the car slowly, and keep your hands in plain view. (Lightning Risk)
#NMV366 #NMPrompts #NMMP #MicroFiction #TootFiction #Drabble #NMWCC @extraspecialbitter
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CW: Wss366 Microfic Possibly sacrilegious
EMERGENCY The Rapture
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt
#WritersCoffeeClub 18 Sept: Have you written something blasphemous?#Bang! Suddenly, the sky lit up, and people on the park swings began floating up in the air. At least some of them. Arms of the monkey bars reached out to capture others.
I lowered the sun visor in the car and checked my emergency list of actions to take during the Rapture.
- Put on sun-#screen. (Cancer risk: Health risk of divine rays unknown.)
- #Comb your #bangs. (First impressions are important.)
- Take your protein pills and put your helmet on.
- Step out of the car slowly, and keep your hands in plain view. (Lightning Risk)
#NMV366 #NMPrompts #NMMP #MicroFiction #TootFiction #Drabble #NMWCC @extraspecialbitter
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#demisexual #transmasc #omniromantic #polyromantic #polyamory #queerplatonic #androgyny #qpoc #headcanon #fantheory #blackqueer #enbian #genderfluid #transition #bipoc #queerbipoc #transman #genderconfirmation #aceheadcanon #gayheadcanon #transheadcanon #fanficrecs #drabble #originalart #ocs #fanart #poc #BlackMastodon
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Nov. 15/11 #Wss366 #numb #MastoPrompt #scarab
The rocks fell from Wayna Qhapaq, one of the last Inca rulers from before the Huascar-Atahualpa civil war, tomb’s entrance. It was a lost tomb, and who knew how much treasure it held? Melting the gold alone would make us rich and ensure that our looting went undiscovered.
Looking at the map, I said, “Just beyond here is a boulder trap, à la Indiana Jones. The release is here.” I reached into the indicated indentation, setting the brake.
“Look,” Professor Lustem said, taking a golden scarab from another indentation.
I wanted to say, “Don’t,” but my tongue was already numb.
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#百物語 #HyakuMonogatari: 14 Smile 微笑
#Fandom #AlfredHitchcock #Psycho
#DrabbleTober #Spooktober
#SundayLit (#Happy & #Sad) #Wss366 #WordWeavers 10.5 — Antagonist sadness?A smile touched his lips, like a frost bloom on iron-hard ground: brittle, cold, and easily erased.
His eyes focused on the decaying Victorian on the hill. Mother would be so proud of his cleverness.
She had been so upset when the sheriff came by to ask questions about the abandoned car on Ashcreek Lane. Her shrill voice—a searing, shrieking wind, orphaned sparrows #piping under eaves, and the whistle of a willow cane—blew the crystal away.
But he was cleverer now. His eyes followed the bubbles emerging from the muddy bog, and with them, a full smile welled.
[Note 1] Feel free to join in #Drabbletober (A spooky 100-word story a day.)
[Note 2] Or join in on #HayakuMongogatari. Number your submissions one higher than the last. If we reach 100, a spook is supposed to appear. An internet #youkai. Maybe the muskrat.
[Note 3] Image from Psycho, Directed by Alfred Hitchcock#NMV366 #Drabble #Horror #Halloween #Hitchcock #NMWW #NMPrompts #NMSL #MicroFiction #TootFic
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Model-D with DI
“What cha doing, Grandpa?” Todd asked.
“What’s it look like? I’m #cranking the engine. You want to try?”
“Naw. I got a new car, a Chevy Roadster. This here Ford Model-A starts hard.” Todd kicked a car tire.
“This baby is one of those newfangled Model-Ds, Professor Muskrat been touting. This car don’t need gas, the engine is silent, no flat tires, and only smells a little of sulfur. Come with DI and even drives itself while you sleep.”
“Sounds complicated, Gramps. High-tech stuff has lots of #variables. What’s DI anyway?”
“Demon Intelligence. But the d*mn demon won’t wake up.”
#Drabble #Spooktober #Halloween #MicroFiction #TootFic #NMV366
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Minashi-by-the-Sea
#MicroPrompt #MastoPrompt 8/16
The moon rose above #slumbering Minashi-by-the-Sea. Its #cream walls glowed faintly in the light. Unbidden, the caravan camels stepped faster, setting their harness bells to chime. The drivers laughed at libelous jokes or prayed to their small gods. The moon that had threatened to vanish now waxed strong.
Forgotten was Far Karabash, its walls decaying in the gloom. No caravans, jars of aromatic spices, or bolts of fabulous silks would enter its gates. The crystal fountains of Minashi-by-the-Sea ceased murmuring a dirge for its passing. Instead, the waters celebrated the new dreamer, who built rose-tinted towers and #creamy sand beaches.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Drabble #LordDunsany #Pastiche
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To a Forgotten Dreamer II
#Wss366 (For the new word) #MastoPrompt 8/12
The caravan #halted above Far Karabash.
From Neither Lang’s once verdant hills, they saw the twisted streets of its bazaar.
The camels spat at not having arrived yet and longed for the cooling waters of Minashi-by-the-Sea.
Their drivers silently signed themselves against evil and glanced at the waning stars above. The moon grew dimmer by the hour.
From where they were, they couldn’t see the dust devils dance in Karabash’s haunted streets.
The city’s fireworks no longer bloomed in the even dusk. Its crystal #fruit had ceased singing.
Far Karabash’s dreamer no longer dreamed but slept forever in hushed darkness.
#MircoFiction #TootFic #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Drabble #LordDunsany #Pastiche
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#TimeManager Part 25
#wss366 #TimeTravelAuthors 07/15“We’re done here,” Holmes said to Watson.
Watson looked pointedly at us. “What about them?”
“Yeah, what about us?” Raven said.
“Totally irrelevant. They’re innocent bystanders.”
“Bystanders, but hardly innocent. Crackky Crak cacacacaw,” Raven cackled at its own joke.
“I’d like to tag along,” Poe said, speaking up.
“Just don’t get in the way,” Sherlock said, turning and leaving the croft.
“If you’re after the #bounty, it goes to the widow,” Watson added.
“Come, Watson. Time is wasting. They’re time travelers and have no use for English pounds.”
“Time wasting. Time wasting. TM arrest them for time wasting. Crawky cawcacaw.”
#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMTTA #SherlockHolmes #Fanfiction #Pastiche #Drabble #Corvids #Raven #TimeTravelAuthors #Mystery
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#TimeManager Part 24: Blacking
#wss366 #TimeTravelAuthors 07/05
“That’s Sherlock Holmes,” Raven said in a stage whisper.
“Do tell,” muttered Poe, dryly.
Raven stretched, smoothing her feathers. “Autograph, please, Mr. Holmes?”
Watson blinked, his eyes as round as TM’s. Holmes regarded her, faintly amused. “Remarkable. A talking raven. American, by the timbre. Bright, yet prone to absurdity.”
“The criminal,” Watson prompted, redirecting anxiously.
“Disguised as a gentleman, officer, constable, or valet; yet unmistakably of inferior stock.”
“How #can you be sure?”
“The blacking tin. Smears on the chair betray a clumsy hand. One polishes with precision or not at all. The details, Watson; details always betray the breeding.”
Note 1: A tin is a can .
Note 2: As you watch Basil Rathbone on the screen canned ** music is playing #around you.#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMTTA #SherlockHolmes #Fanfiction #Pastiche #Drabble #Corvids #Raven #TimeTravelAuthors #Mystery
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#writerscoffeeclub 10 June. Where is the line between between homage and theft?
"I made up a joke," Jeckle said, strutting along the fence top.
"Do tell," Heckle screamed. “Joke, joke, we want a joke.”
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?" Jeckle fluffed his feathers proudly.
"That's my joke," The Mad Hatter joined the conversation.
"Claiming it's yours is theft," The March Hare said. “Artistic poison.”
“Pompous, pompous, the rabbit’s pompous!” Heckle screamed.
"Plagiarism even," a sleepy voice added, joining the conversation late.
"But this is an homage," Alice concluded.
"Creek. Crackle. Craraky." Heckle and Jeckle screamed together.
Hatter grabbed Heckle, and Hare Jeckle, and into the tea pot they went.
#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMWCC #pastiche #HeckleAndJeckle #AliceInWonderLand #Crows #Corvids #Drabble
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The evening partying ended, as usual. The ice melted and empty bottles floated in the cold water. Local favorite, Medalla. Pizza boxes stacked on the table. No slices left just crumpled napkins and pieces of crust with perfectly formed bite marks. Porch light left on. Door unlocked. “Go in” she said, “They are waiting for you.” “This is strange,” I said. “Where are they if they are waiting for me?” “They fell asleep waiting,” she said, “go inside.” One suitcase in each hand I opened the door. Looked around. Kitchen. Living room. Three rooms with shut doors. One open door.
#writing #AmWriting #AuthorsLife #WritingCommunity #author #FlashFiction #microstory #drabble #author #MadWriter #MadStudies #LivingMad
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@stevendbrewer #FanFiction Num. 2
A massive sigh coming from her neighbor’s camp stopped Brunhilde. When she poked her head in, she found her lady friend staring at peanuts scattered on the ground.
“Did you spill them, ma’am?” she asked.
“No, they’re for the #crows. It’s kind of like #chum. #Corvids flock to it. They’re my chums.” The woman laughed weakly at her joke.
“I haven’t seen any crows.”
“No, they’re afraid of that darn owl.”
“Be afraid. Be very afraid,” Forrest announced from a nearby tree. “Pick up all those peanuts, or I’ll turn you into chum, chum.” Forrest hooted insanely at the joke.
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Drop someone cold into Shoresy Season 5 and watch them cycle through profanity, laughter, tears, and "are we drinkin' beers?"
I'm reviewing every episode this season.
Full 100-word review: https://write.as/larrys100/shoresy-season-5-episode-1-keep-it-simple
#Shoresy #Letterkenny #Hockey #CanadianTV #Hulu #TVReview #100WordReviews #Drabble #100DaysToOffload #HeatedRivalry #Television #TVSeries, #Streaming, #BingeWatch, and #NowWatching
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#demisexual #transmasc #omniromantic #polyromantic #polyamory #queerplatonic #androgyny #qpoc #headcanon #fantheory #blackqueer #enbian #genderfluid #transition #bipoc #queerbipoc #transman #genderconfirmation #aceheadcanon #gayheadcanon #transheadcanon #fanficrecs #drabble #originalart #ocs #fanart #poc #BlackMastodon
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#demisexual #transmasc #omniromantic #polyromantic #polyamory #queerplatonic #androgyny #qpoc #headcanon #fantheory #blackqueer #enbian #genderfluid #transition #bipoc #queerbipoc #transman #genderconfirmation #aceheadcanon #gayheadcanon #transheadcanon #fanficrecs #drabble #originalart #ocs #fanart #poc #BlackMastodon
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My first-ever drabble (well, first one I’ve submitted anywhere, there were a few experiments in college) is up at Martian Magazine! Please to enjoy this 100-word story https://themartianmagazine.com/2023/07/10/the-grasping-trees-by-amanda-helms/
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Pavements (Alex Ross Perry, 2024)
I cried watching. Was it nostalgia and middle age? Watching with my teen daughter? Ignoring societal suffocation to revel in the community of the film's third act?
Growth has happened for all of us, but we carry who we were forward too.
My #100wordReview - https://larrys100.writeas.com/pavements-alex-ross-perry-2024
#Pavements #Pavements #FilmReview #MusicDoc #Documentary #AlexRossPerry #FediFilm #Drabble #Aging
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#Chuck Stevens
#wss366 #WordWeavers 7/19 Use humor: Reck'on I do
#WritersCoffeeClub 6/16: Use eye dialects?
“Chuck” Stevens rang the chuck wagon triangle. He was used to the nickname as well as the tired jokes that tickled the cowhands’ funny bone.
They greeted his limp with, “Did ya fall in a chuckhole?” Or one would holler at dinner, “Are we havin’ chuck roast?” Another would reply, “Naw, just range-hare frick-a-zee.”
He’d hear that one tonight. Supper was stewed rabbit, caught by one of the boys, with cheese biscuits made from cheddar bought in the last town.
“Come’n get it ’fore I chuck yer out!” he yelled. Better to laugh with ’em than to be laughed at.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #nmv366 #NMPrompts #NMWCC #Drabble #Cowboy #EyeDialect #Food #NMWW
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Drop someone cold into Shoresy Season 5 and watch them cycle through profanity, laughter, tears, and "are we drinkin' beers?"
I'm reviewing every episode this season.
Full 100-word review: https://write.as/larrys100/shoresy-season-5-episode-1-keep-it-simple
#Shoresy #Letterkenny #Hockey #CanadianTV #Hulu #TVReview #100WordReviews #Drabble #100DaysToOffload #HeatedRivalry #Television #TVSeries, #Streaming, #BingeWatch, and #NowWatching
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百物語 Hyaku Monogatari No, 9 - Seamstress
#wss366 7/9
The #sewer looked up from her work, noting what the weavers had made. Drifts of fine, moth-gray cloth lay in loose mounds. The weaver’s feet scuttled back and forth in an unending dance of warp and weft, counterpoint to the patter of small paws from the sewers.
She sighed, returning to her work. Her deft needle stitching an endless supply of shrouds. To slacken was to invite the gnawing of small teeth at ankles already bereft of feet. Only scattered ivory bones remained.
Another shroud was done and carried away in an endless cycle until all sentient beings found enlightenment.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Drabble #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Horror #WeirdTale
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#TimeTravelAuthors 5/19 Where did you get the idea for your story?
#TimeTravelingGhost Part 2“The author! Def best place to screw with Poe and Time Manager,” #TimeTravelingGhost said.
“What a messy desk, but the plushies are cute,” Ghost noted.
“There’s a ghost,” Jeckle called from a shelf.
“So, what’s new?” Author shrugged. “Who’s it this time: Boo-gart, Greta Ghoulbo, Long Chain-ney?”
“Have Poe fall under the pendulum,” Ghost whispered in Author’s ear.
“Why? ‘Fall’ isn’t the prompt word.”
“Because I’ll haunt you otherwise! Stupid!”
“Stupid,” Heckle echoed.
“So? Get in line. It’s Betty Graveis’s turn, then Fred A. Scare.”
“How do you think up this stuff?”
Author tapped her head. “Garbage in, #nonsense out.”
Author’s note: blame @sfwrtr
#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #Drabble #NMTTA #Puns #SilentMovies #classicmovies #moviestars #HeckleAndJeckle #Plushies #Crow @ShadowPlay @plush_bot
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Starting a new review mini series: author-read memoirs, and the unique intimacy it creates.
Next Up: Cameron Crowe's The Uncool: A Memoir
"Listening to Crowe's warm narration as he mines his teen music journalism years for laughs and tears, it felt like Almost Famous: Writer's Cut"
Full #Larrys100 Review: https://write.as/larrys100/the-uncool-a-memoir-cameron-crowe-audiobook-read-by
#Memoir #Audiobook #AudioMemoir #CameronCrowe #MusicMemoir #70sMusic #Drabble #100WordReview #Bookstodon #FediBooks #AlmostFamous #FastTimesAtRidgemontHigh
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Oathbreakers: The War of Brothers That Shattered an Empire and Made Medieval Europe by David M. Perry, Matthew Gabriele.
What does the Carolingian Empire warn us about in 2025?
Brinkmanship. Family infighting. Egos, power-mad schemers, and an endless supply of nepobabies turn out to be centuries-old tropes.
Full review: https://write.as/larrys100/oathbreakers
#BookReview #History #MedievalHistory #Oathbreakers #Carolingian #Nonfiction #PublicHistory #Larrys100 #Drabble #Bookstodon #2025Books
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#百物語: #HyakuMonogatari: 11 #Square Peg
#Wss366 #Drabbletober #Spooktober
“Honey, that looks like a grave except it’s square.”
“Yep, exactly three by three feet and ten feet deep.”
“Wow. Why our backyard?”
“No one can see me digging. I’ll plant hydrangeas in it when I’m done.”
“Ten feet is awful deep.”
“I wouldn’t want anything sticking out the top. Except for the hydrangeas. Ha, ha. And before you ask why hydrangeas, they were on sale at Sky Nursery.”
“I don’t get it. Why here? Why so deep, and why square?”
Thump.
“Respect. You always loved blue and complained that you were a square peg forced into a round hole.”
[Note 1] Feel free to join in Drabbletober (A spooky 100-word story a day.)
[Note 2] Or join in on #HayakuMongogatari. Number your submissions one higher than the last. If we reach 100, a spook is supposed to appear. An internet #youkai. Maybe Nichol will return to us. -
#wss366 #Fair 5/21 The Soft Serve Case Part 2 (Sakura Pink)
“What’ll it be, little ladies?” the FAIR-skinned carney/Fair lady asked.
“Vanilla,” Kanna said.
Kasumi’s face screwed up trying to find words. Then she held up two fingers.
“Two cones?” the FAIR lady asked.
Kanna translated, “She wants a twist.”
Riko smiled, “I want pink, a sakura soft-serve.”
The lady frowned. “We have vanilla, chocolate, and vanilla-chocolate twist.”
“That’s unFAIR. There’s pink shaved ice.”
“FAIR or not, no pink.”
The lady looked around. “Where’s the other girl? Here’s her twist.”
Kasumi reappeared from around the Ferris wheel with a pink soft-serve.
“Pink! Okay, maybe I love you a little,” Riko said.
#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble
#OthersidePicnic #UraPi #裏世界ピクニック
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#writersCoffeeClub April 12. How would you write a story with a cast of one? Could you? Part 3
Here we go. One character cast, 100 words.
Onee-Chan to the Rescue
“Chino-chan has the flu. What should I do?”
Cocoa stood in the cafe, deep in thought.
“I already called Takahiro-san, and he’s getting a train home and should be back tonight. He said to close the cafe, and I did. I called the girls and told them not to visit. I don’t want them to get sick.”
“There has to be more big sister can do.”
“I know. I’ll make her an enormous, fluffy bun!”
“No, her stomach is too upset.”
“Rice porridge. That’s what Mom made.”
“I wonder where the rice cooker is?”
“Found it.”
“Onee-chan to the rescue!”#NMWCC #NMPrompts #Drabble #TootFic #FlashFiction #microfiction #IsTheOrderARabbit #ご注文はうさぎですか? #GochiUsa #HotoCocoa #Plushi #Food
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#wss366 5/6 #Taper #TimeManager part 3
“One wee little line more. Fixed,” the Time Keeper reported.
“Things are still speeding,” I said as the sun skimmed the sky.
“It’s on a TAPER, lass. Stop too fast. Bam, whiplash.”
“Paradox me arse, I want to be in two places at once.”
“Mr. Poe, we have an obstinate one.”
A thin, sallow-featured man entered the room, a raven on his shoulder.
“She insists on being two places at once,” the Time Manager said.
“Young lady, answer this, and I’ll help: ‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’”
“You wrote about both.”
“Right—this way, the Pendulum Room.”
#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal
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#wss366 5/6 #Taper #TimeManager part 3
“One wee little line more. Fixed,” the Time Keeper reported.
“Things are still speeding,” I said as the sun skimmed the sky.
“It’s on a TAPER, lass. Stop too fast. Bam, whiplash.”
“Paradox me arse, I want to be in two places at once.”
“Mr. Poe, we have an obstinate one.”
A thin, sallow-featured man entered the room, a raven on his shoulder.
“She insists on being two places at once,” the Time Manager said.
“Young lady, answer this, and I’ll help: ‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’”
“You wrote about both.”
“Right—this way, the Pendulum Room.”
#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal
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#wss366 5/6 #Taper #TimeManager part 3
“One wee little line more. Fixed,” the Time Keeper reported.
“Things are still speeding,” I said as the sun skimmed the sky.
“It’s on a TAPER, lass. Stop too fast. Bam, whiplash.”
“Paradox me arse, I want to be in two places at once.”
“Mr. Poe, we have an obstinate one.”
A thin, sallow-featured man entered the room, a raven on his shoulder.
“She insists on being two places at once,” the Time Manager said.
“Young lady, answer this, and I’ll help: ‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’”
“You wrote about both.”
“Right—this way, the Pendulum Room.”
#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal
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#wss366 5/6 #Taper #TimeManager part 3
“One wee little line more. Fixed,” the Time Keeper reported.
“Things are still speeding,” I said as the sun skimmed the sky.
“It’s on a TAPER, lass. Stop too fast. Bam, whiplash.”
“Paradox me arse, I want to be in two places at once.”
“Mr. Poe, we have an obstinate one.”
A thin, sallow-featured man entered the room, a raven on his shoulder.
“She insists on being two places at once,” the Time Manager said.
“Young lady, answer this, and I’ll help: ‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’”
“You wrote about both.”
“Right—this way, the Pendulum Room.”
#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #Drabble @ixtlidekami @QuasiTemporal
