It’s Thursday, which means it’s time for me to moralize and humblebrag! Or talk about the shit that gets in the way of writing, and how I manage to get it done anyway. Or not. It happens.
I’ve already talked about holidays away from work and how they can interfere with your routine, but as we’re approaching the Mecha-Godzilla of the end of the year’s holiday season, I thought I’d revisit the topic with a greater emphasis on carving out that time to write while still having time to carve that stupid turkey. Continue reading
Here’s a new short story, another flash fiction entry in Chuck Wendig’s weekly writing challenge. This week’s is titled Choose Your Random Words.
The Ruins of St. John’s Basilica taken from Wikipedia with permission if not consent.
Picture is © José Luiz Bernardes Ribeiro
© Laura Wilson
St. John’s Scorpions
by Rick Cook Jr
The bass rumbled to life and the ground began to dance. Scorpions skittered every which way, coming out from under rocks and bricks, a hundred glowing devil bugs making Jason wish he’d said no to the pot. Continue reading