KoMF Sept 2012

It's time for Knights of Microfiction, a bloghop hosted by Imagine Today and Write, Skate, Dream.

This time we are giving you 5 TELLING sentences to choose from.  The object is to pick a sentence and create a scene in 500 words or less that SHOWS what the sentence is about.

For bonus points, don't include the sentence you chose (or any alteration of it) in your scene. Your readers should be able to guess which one you described!

Here are the sentences to choose from:

1. It was the most interesting birthday ever. (This is in honor of Jess' 16th birthday on Saturday! Happy Birthday Jess! :))
2. He/she's so obnoxious.  
3. It was dark.
4. The meal was delicious.
5. He/she was in a bad mood.

Here's my piece:


Christopher laughed out loud, spinning around with his arms outstretched as if to embrace the world. “I’m alive!”

Unable to resist, Lance allowed himself a smile. “In a manner of speaking, yes.”

Christopher grabbed Lance, sweeping him off his feet and into a bearhug. “I can’t believe how strong I am!”

Lance stepped back and straightened his coat. Flicking imaginary dust from his sleeve, he replied, “Are you implying that I’m heavy? You should be more respectful to your sire.”

“Oh, right. Of course.” He grinned. “I’m sorry...Dad.”

Lance grimaced. “I’d rather you didn’t. I feel old enough as it is.”

"You'll never be old. And now, neither will I."

Thunderstorm

It's time for Knights of MicroFiction, hosted by Jess and Kathy. The prompt is "In 200 words or less write a flash fiction using the phrase:  The sky darkened..."

The sky darkened while I watched, listening to the rolling rumbles shake the heavens. I felt the sound in my bones, in my soul. A cool breeze washed over me, tempting me to close my eyes, to lose myself in the sensations. I resisted the urge, watching the sky, waiting.
There! A spear of light cut through the clouds to my right, thrusting down toward the earth. As I blinked away the afterimage, another one stabbed downward on my left. And another directly in front.
My heart rose within me, beating like a bird’s wings. And I did feel as if I could fly.

Knights of Microfiction

It's time for Knights of Microfiction, hosted by Jessica K. McKendry. This month, the prompt is "Write a flash fiction in 200 words or less beginning with the phrase:  Her eyes shot open...
You are free to change the gender and POV if you want."

Here's my entry:

Her eyes shot open and she flung herself to the side, rolling off the bed and landing on hands and knees on the cabin floor. His eyes glittered and he hissed in frustration as his dagger cut through the mattress. Pulling it free with a jerk, he lunged at her, but a swell tossed the floor beneath him, throwing him against the wall. She drew a knife from her boot and followed him, stabbing in fury.
“Remind me never to make you that angry.”
Bloody blade held in front of her, she spun to confront the new threat.
“Whoa. Whoa.” He stepped back, his hands up with palms out. “It’s me.”
“How did that get into my quarters?” She pointed at the corpse with her knife.
He rubbed his chin and eyed her sideways while studying the body. “Judging by the state of his clothes, he’s been stowed away in the bilge. Probably came aboard where we stopped for fresh water.”
“How long will she send them after me! How long!?” She flung her knife into the wall where it stuck, quivering.
He pulled her into his arms, but made no reply. None was needed.