By Ekta R. Garg Prompt: She had an unfortunate moment of weakness. https://promptuarium.wordpress.com/2020/01/18/unfortunate/ ***** The alarm clock blared, and Alisha jolted awake. She pushed herself to a sitting position and regretted it right away. Was that last round of shots really necessary? And where had Nathan found that bar? He didn’t even live in LA.… Continue reading Exercising the craft—January 20, 2020
By Ekta R. Garg Prompt: It happened between midnight and sunrise. https://promptuarium.wordpress.com/2020/01/12/between-2/ ***** There was a reason why the elders would say to come home before dark. When I was in school, I thought they were silly; old; over-cautious. The way they talked, in hushed whispers, about the night and the sounds. What sounds, I… Continue reading Exercising the craft—January 13, 2020
Prompt: Please share your first 50 words on the topic “the train.” https://first50.wordpress.com/2020/01/06/the-train/ ***** I fidgeted on the platform, staring at the paper from my classmate. The previous day, in the campus coffee shop, she’d explained the train system. Her ease with big-city transportation mystified me, a girl from a coastal town who’d only ridden… Continue reading Exercising the craft—January 6, 2020
By Ekta R. Garg Prompt: Fear and panic swept through the village. https://promptuarium.wordpress.com/2019/11/18/fear-and-panic/ ***** In his school days, Quinn’s friends would come to him because he never overreacted. About anything. Not when Philip fell out of the tree and broke his arm. Not when Master William found Cara cheating on one of their examinations. Not… Continue reading Exercising the craft—November 18, 2019
By Ekta R. Garg Prompt: Cam sighed with relief and exhaustion as the band finished its set at the late-night coffee shop. She stretched then continued to pack up her guitar and mic. When she yawned, her bandmates pushed her to get some coffee or tea and go home. After a moment of deliberation she… Continue reading Exercising the craft—November 11, 2019
