Grey Skies

He stared up at the grey building. Some of the windows were lit, but they did nothing to cheer him up. Craning his neck, he could see the sky above, an even darker shade of grey than the building. His fingers gripped the umbrella tighter. He hoped he wouldn’t be needing it later. He didn’tContinue reading “Grey Skies”

Returning

Along with the workshop on “beginnings” I took, which I talked about in my last post, I also went to a workshop that was called “No Place Like Mine”, focusing on the setting of a story. It was quite an interesting and informative class, where I realised that it really doesn’t matter too much if youContinue reading “Returning”

They Shoot The White Girl First.

I recently took a writing workshop on “beginnings” and I thought I’d share the outcome of one of the writing exercises we did. We were given a list of opening sentences, which were taken from numerous novels, and were asked to continue the story. Mine is my usual action-packed dark story, which could possibly be turned intoContinue reading “They Shoot The White Girl First.”

The Perfect Spot

Carefully, she peaked over the edge of the leaves. The rusty red of the car seemed to shimmer as the sunlight reflected off of it. She smiled to herself, her eyes slowly scanning her surroundings. This was the place. She remembered it so well. Deciding that there was no one to hide from, she pushedContinue reading “The Perfect Spot”

Running

She hated this part of the woods. It was cold and mucky, and the trees seemed to close in around her from all sides. Still, she kept moving, her bare feet finding the spots along the path that were dry. Looking behind her, she couldn’t see him anymore. She wanted to breathe a sigh ofContinue reading “Running”

Swamped

She stopped the car and looked around. “Shit,” she said, hitting the steering wheel. How had she landed in the middle of nowhere? This was literally a swamp. “Where are we going, mommy?” her four-year-old chirped from the back seat. She sighed. “It’s a surprise,” she said, trying not to let a despairing laugh takeContinue reading “Swamped”

Appreciating the Wine

She looked down at the food and wine, and suddenly felt sick. He had wanted to talk to her, that’s all he had said. Excited, she had gone grocery shopping, twirling through the room as though she was getting married. Well, that’s exactly what she was hoping was going to happen. She thought he wantedContinue reading “Appreciating the Wine”

Trapped in a Tunnel

Though the tunnel appeared well-lit and recently built, he hated driving his car through it. It was something he had never grown accustomed to. The narrowness of the place had him on edge. Turning up the radio, he tried to fill the space with music, but he could still feel the walls looming over andContinue reading “Trapped in a Tunnel”

Late

She hated this part of the path. The branches caved in above her head, as though pushing her down. She pulled her hood closer around her head, as the fog grew denser. She cursed herself inside. She should never have decided to take the walk through the forest. Should have taken the path along theContinue reading “Late”

Remembering

She moved her fingers along the spines of the books, feeling their weight underneath them. Scanning for a book she hadn’t read yet, she remembered all those years she had spent in the library, always looking for something new to read. She tried to remember the first time she had walked into the place, butContinue reading “Remembering”