Writing Prompts

  • Sand Raiders

    They come when the moon is dark and the desert is silent. Sand Raiders from the…

  • Supporting Young Authors

    This week’s story does not belong to me. That’s right. I am unashamedly posting another author’s…

  • Broken Glass

    The wind is from the north, cold as a winter’s gale. I could smell the snow…

  • 7th and Main

    7th and Main, they tell me. 7th and Main, but not on the street, not where…