Amber and Ashley are sisters who love to read and write, mostly fantasy and speculative fiction. Check out our blog: cleverandwtf.com
- Top Story - September 2023
DIY-ing a Writing RetreatTop Story - September 2023
Welcome, Writers! We have decided to try something fun, and we wanted to invite you to join us! Have you ever thought about going on a fancy writing retreat in some far-off place, only to realize you can’t afford the cost or the time off from work? We always thought a writing retreat just wasn’t going to be possible for us…until we stumbled across the DIY writing retreat idea from Rhonda Douglas.
The Society - Part 2
This is Part 2 of Clever’s short story, “The Society”. If you haven’t read Part 1, you can find it on our profile. ... Myla woke up in her own home to the sound of too many voices. When she tried to sit up, she noticed her hands and feet are bound. That’s when it all came flooding back.
“Excuse me, Miss.” A woman taps Myla lightly on the shoulder. “Would you mind holding onto this for a few moments?” The woman wearing a lavender cloak with gold trim holds out a woven basket containing something wrapped in a pale cloth. “I’ll be right back,” she says with a kind smile.
The Tears Call
I had always been obsessed with mermaids. When I was a little girl I would imagine their tiny bodies swimming up from my bath drain to keep me company. I could practically see their glimmering scales, soft fins and flowing colorful hair. I would pretend to pick them up in my cupped hands and watch them swim in circles.
Why You Need to Keep Sharing Your Writing
Welcome, writers! I have to confess something to you. When I first started out, I was afraid to share my writing. I convinced myself that I didn’t need to blog or submit my stories. I could just quietly work on my writing and show no one until I had a perfect novel written. But I finally decided to submit one short story to a literary journal, and everything changed.
I stared at the sock sticking to the bottom of the washer and sighed. Looks like I’m going in after it. Being only 5’2’’ meant I had to hoist myself into the washer head first, waist bone digging into the edge of the machine and feet dangling inches above the floor. I stretched my arm, reaching for the sock. At the exact moment that my hand grasped the damp cotton, I felt a tug and I was falling.
- Top Story - September 2023
The Pizza BoyTop Story - September 2023
This is a special post this week from The Guest. --- "Another pizza delivery boy has gone missing last night. Jonathan Harting's car was found abandoned in a ditch off Carter Avenue around 2 a.m. after he departed from his work to deliver to a nearby neighborhood. When he didn't return for over an hour and wouldn't answer his boss' call, he called the police to declare him missing. This marks the seventh delivery boy who has vanished in the past three months since the first, a Larry Wil…" The sound of the news drifted off as Scott looked out the window to see one of his delivery boys run through the rain in a hurry to get into his car.
Medium vs. Vocal
We have been Medium writers for almost 2 years now and recently decided to try out Vocal Media. We thought we would share our first impressions of the platform with you, as well as how it compares to Medium. This post will be based on our first month on Vocal. We plan on doing a follow-up post in a few months.
The Moon Guard
I stared down at the ring I was just handed. The small chunk of Moon radiated with a silver glow. I slipped the ring onto my left pointer finger, admiring its beauty as I moved my hand side to side. I’d always dreamed of this day, fully acquiring my cloud abilities.
The Seer - Part 4
The next quarter moon arrived and we are on high alert. Me most of all. It’s my job to find the dhaceen on the other side of the barrier before it crossed over. We need to be ready to attack and get back the missing pieces of the artifact before the hole in the barrier is sealed back up.
The Seer - Part 3
“You must be Celestials,” the dhaceen hissed. He took a step closer and his eyes darkened like a storm cloud sweeping through them. The human disguise seemed to falter, his aura was so dense, so evil that the darkness radiated from his body as if it was made of black smoke.