Dreamscape Series

I aim to write my daily micro fiction stories so that you can enjoy them as stand alone stories. I have kinda sorta cheated on my story every day challenge by serialising some of them.

I hope you can still enjoy serialised ones as stand alone stories, or, if you like, one after the other.

If you'd like to do the latter with this series (I know there's a lot now, but the good news is they're all very short):

1. A Cock About to Cro-

2. Cat and Mouse

3. Just Desserts

4. A Pound of Soul

5. How Much Cake is one Soul Worth?

6. Hungry Like a Wolf

7. Hunt For a New Toy

8. The Dreamscape

9. Of Bone-crushing Hugs and Healing Purrs

10. One Expensive Cat

11. The Worst Suit

12. Burning Bright

13. When Dreams are Scary

14. My Magic Cat

15. Foggy Half-Real Hellscape

16. Lose-lose

17. My Stupid Cat

18. Procrastinating Never Pays

19. Mostly Dead

20. Fade to Grey

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This is a series I started just a couple of weeks into my personal Story Every Day challenge. I revisited it purely because I enjoyed writing about Moira so much. I like her when she grows pincers and torments people in their nightmares, or when she revels in a bit of a bloodbath. I also like her when she shapeshifts, and takes the form of a cat in a bid to comfort a young child.

I never expected it to reach this length!

Some days the words just tumble out, and other days... they most assuredly do not. Yesterday was one of those days. I'd had (what I thought was) a cool idea for a story. It had been knocking around in my skull for a few days, and I wanted to give it legs and see where it went. But it just wouldn't go.

I set the characters up all different ways, and they went a bit, and then fizzled out. The story kept hitting dead ends. The background was gappy, so I tried filling that in, only to turn around and find... it was still empty. None of that stuff stuck either.

OK, no dramas. I'll just pick up one of the other ideas I've got flapping loose.

I had idea after idea, and I threw each one at the wall. Patiently, I might add. Multiple times. I really tried to get each noodle to stick but it just wouldn't. It's like a fart, right? If you have to really force it, it's probably shit.

Now we can wax lyrical about why this sometimes happens, and whether it counts as writers block or not. I think yesterday, the answer was pretty simple: I'd just been to watch Furiosa and I came away feeling several IQ points stupider, with engines still rattling in my ears. Probably a subconscious effort to drown out questions like "but why did she-", but I digress.

The Dreamscape noodle was the one that finally stuck. It went in a totally different direction than I'd imagined, but that's OK. I'm curious to see what happens next.

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*Quick Author's Note* First, and most importantly: thank you so much for reading my story! The ha'penny that Vocal will toss in my hat for your eyeballs landing on any of these humble pieces will be well-spent.

A Year of Stories

I'm writing a story every day this year!

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