Nowhere

Ishmael paused on the boundary of everything there had ever been.  His ship smoothly slowed to a standstill. Through the viewport shone stars of all different colours, shapes, and sizes. Goosebumps ran up Ishmael’s arm as he realised that he could be the first being to ever lay eyes upon some of them.  As he … Continue reading Nowhere

Reblog: Showing – Not Telling Emotions by John W. Howell

Photo by Narupon Promvichai on Unsplash   Hi SEers. John here with you today. I’m going to further discuss the idea of giving characters life with …Showing – Not Telling Emotions Writers, we’ve all heard of the “show don’t tell” rule more times than we can count. We may think it’s overstated. We may get … Continue reading Reblog: Showing – Not Telling Emotions by John W. Howell

How Long?

No. 5/100 100-word short stories for my 100 follower celebration! (And May the Fourth be with you.) The question echoed down grey corridors, bouncing against the soulless stone walls that had watched over the castle for eternity. But perhaps not for much longer.  It was whispered by the slaves toiling in the fields, the servants running … Continue reading How Long?

Terror

No. 3/100 100-word short stories for my 100 follower celebration! The Terror of Tyrus stood in the remains of a ruined world, ashes swirling around him like a raging blizzard. The filter firmly strapped over his nose and mouth should have sterilised the air he breathed,but a bitter taste coated his tongue nevertheless, like he could … Continue reading Terror

The Flower

No. 2/100 100-word short stories for my 100 follower celebration - and remember to follow my journey as I rewrite my YA novel for traditional publication! Cynthia scoured the fields for hours, searching for a simple flower.  The area was surely beautiful as it was, covered in nothing but short, soft grass rolling over gentle hills, like … Continue reading The Flower

Time

It's always advancing. I'm always running. I know I'm not fast enough, but it's the last thing I can do. Across the centuries, every mortal has run from this. I can almost see them as whole galaxies zip past my viewport. They plead and beg and trade, all for one thing: more. More life. More … Continue reading Time