From short stories to poetry to just her opinions on life. Heather writes it all.
January 21, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that rephrases “light at the end of the tunnel.” Think of how the cliche replacement communicates a hopeful ending and aligns with your character or story. Go where the prompt leads! Leave The Lights On We used to think there was... Continue Reading →
January 14, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about dressing up. It can be a child or another character. Be playful or go where the prompt leads! Makeover Dorothy gave her sister a cup of hot tea that afternoon. Rose sipped the tea and complained about the weather. Suddenly,... Continue Reading →
Mama had spent every penny she had to make me that dress. I didn't have the heart to tell her that I wasn't a little girl anymore who wanted to wear rainbow dresses, but a full grown woman who would rather wear a t-shirt and jeans. She didn't even have any source of income anymore,... Continue Reading →
What it is really like to be a mother...
Hunting His eyes touched every inch of her body from across the room. This one was going to be easy. With a level of confidence that could not be matched, he strutted up to the bar next to her. It didn't take long for his charm to work its magic, and they walked together to... Continue Reading →
I decided to try the #BlogBattle. I took a short story that I wrote a while ago and changed it to fit the theme. The Perfect Plan Mickey was the kind of guy who would do anything for the thrill and adrenaline. So, when Larry came to him with his plan, he knew right... Continue Reading →
Ranch Romance Dusting off the dirt from the hard days work on the ranch, Billy got into his old beat up pick up truck and headed for town. All day long he had been craving his favorite food from his favorite diner. He took his usual spot at the counter and didn't need a... Continue Reading →
Papa’s Bar No one expected it. How could they? It seemed almost impossible. How do you lose someone in prison? My papa was put away years ago when I was so little that I could barely remember him without those silly stripes. So, when I got the call from the police about his... Continue Reading →
The Phone Call As Holly closed the door, she took a deep breath in hopes that it would steady her breathing, but it was to no avail. Everything felt different now. Sure, everything looked the same. Same car. Same parking lot. Yet, everything was now different. Everything she had planned for the day seemed... Continue Reading →
