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The Tale of Emmeline & Stanley
The flickering candle did nothing to enhance the passed-out lump Emmeline called Husband. The stink-cloud of booze and old sweat coming off him infected the air. Wrinkling her nose, she plucked the bottle from his hand and locked it away in the poky little kitchen. It wouldn't do for Them to get their little hands on it.
By L.C. Schäfer23 days ago in Fiction
Feeling Priveleged: Reflections on "A Story Every Day" So Far (March Edition)
I've been lucky to have some time off work toward the end of the month. This meant I could write several entries to the Whispering Woods challenge, and still do a micro every day. Fitting for March, for a few days, I really did descend into a kind of madness, writing thousands of words a day. Something I'd wanted to do for weeks, and hadn't been able to.
By L.C. Schäfer23 days ago in Writers
- Top Story - April 2024
- Top Story - April 2024
Fucked Up Fairytales - An Unofficial ChallengeTop Story - April 2024
I've just had my birthday, so I feel allowed to ask you to indulge me. Get your tiniest pen out! How is that for an image? I was going for "fucked up fairies". What do you think? I was hoping to get one where someone is passed out and someone else is drawing genitalia on his or her face, but this is OK.
By L.C. Schäfer25 days ago in Writers