Short Story
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Drabble: Blah blah blah
Prompt: Blah blah blah The words won’t come, but you can’t force them. The keys on the keyboard won’t press themselves any more than sheer concentration will push the ink out of the pen. Words are finicky brats and are quite easily frightened. They bubble up out of an intangible haze, but just as you…
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Drabble: A Father’s Lament
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Drabble: Over the wall
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Drabble: Ahead of Time
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Drabble: Smoking a cigarette
Prompt: A man is smoking a cigarette. Make me understand what he’s feeling without using any ‘thought’ verbs. Leathery skin spoke of how many hot summers the old man had seen regardless of how his hands shook. The bright white near his roots was a stark contrast from the cheap black hair color he had…