This is an entry to the second round of the @blocktrades and @thewritersblock Steemfest #writeyourownticket contest, hosted by @anomadsoul. It was a dark and stormy night when I woke up and I didn’t know where I was or who I was. But that was fine, because there were no rules here, and I was a writer and I was allowed to write whatever opening line
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And lo, @jayna offers us a new prompt in her 50 Word Short Story Challenge. This time around, we're offered the prompt of: chocolate Finally. Evie’s mom put down the chocolate bar. Evie stared at it. It called, beckoning from the kitchen counter. Mom wouldn’t mind if she had a bite. She stood on tiptoes, grabbing it. Five bites later it was gone.
Ah, even a slight rise in the fickle fickleness of crypto is enough to compel me to make a post. This time, I'm showing off my batch of beer which was started 10 days ago (September 2nd). After a week and a half of fermentation, the beer is mostly complete. At least one bucket is. This was a 10 gallon batch, so I split it
Sometimes in Discord, especially when you get a group of writers together, the chat can randomly go off the rails. Discussions on Italian weddings, sweaty feet, orange Calabrians, time travel, bananas, and butterflies merge together into one sweet dance. But all good things must come to an end, and the discussion trickles off and ends. My lament on that in our channel (which happened to
For the first time since coming back to Florida in mid August, and the first time since having left Florida back at the beginning of June, I am brewing beer. The goal here is a fairly strong IPA along the lines of Founders Centennial IPA. I've always been a fan of Centennial hops, and I have a bunch in my freezer to use up. Beer
I've missed out on the last couple weeks of 50 Word prompts offered by the tireless @jayna. One wouldn't think it would be difficult to find time to write 50 words. One would be wrong. Onwards we march! This time, we are offered the prompt word: "deed" Bill laughed. Being sheriff was easy. He counted the money, then slipped the envelope inside his uniform
“Ahem. Is this thing on?” The microphone whines. “Ok.” I shuffle some papers, looking uneasy. “I am submitting this as my entry to the Cupcake Wars contest. In this entry—” Somebody offstage is making gestures and faces at me. What the hell does that mean? Are you climbing a mountain? What? Oh! “Excuse me. My apologies. I am @negativer, and this is my entry for
Holy cow. I've somehow fallen into a routine of posting on steemit...once a week. It used to be daily. Am I that swayed by the price of steem, and is that really all I was here for? Maybe so. I don't think anyone can make a judgment on character if it were true. Often we have to make decisions about the value of our time
This is an entry for @thewritersblock First Chapter contest, where the first chapter of a novel is submitted as the entry. This chapter is the first from my in-progress novel The End of Imaginary Friends. The novel was inspired by one of my short stories from several months ago, but even then it screamed for more words to tell Ariana's whole story. “Git off
After some 30 hours of driving from Wisconsin to Florida, through wind and sun and heavy rain and avoiding a plethora of terrible drivers and not avoiding a lot of bad traffic, the wife and I arrived in Florida for our seasonal (August through May) escapades in the humid lands of the Florida peninsula. It's always a bit interesting to return to something familiar after