By Ekta R. Garg Prompt: Please share your first 50 words on the topic “I miss.” https://first50.wordpress.com/2020/08/03/i-miss-2/ ***** Don’t tell Eric, but sometimes I stand on the balcony to stare at the water. The sun dapples the surface. From underneath, it would look like suspended fireworks. The push and pull of the water forced us… Continue reading Exercising the craft—August 10, 2020
By Ekta R. Garg Prompt: He returned to find his wife had vanished; no trace of her could be found. https://promptuarium.wordpress.com/2020/08/02/no-trace-2/ ***** Ben walked into the townhome and stopped short. His carry-on bumped into his leg. The door rebounded back toward him, and on instinct he caught it with a flat palm. The air had… Continue reading Exercising the craft—August 3, 2020
(Getting some creepy vibes here…) https://apoetryjourney.wordpress.com/2020/07/20/haiku-5-20-2020-2/ ***** (RE: “Burnt”, the winner of the contest: We all need a survival story to bolster our spirits.) https://www.wow-womenonwriting.com/95-FE1-Winter20Contest.html ***** (RE: “War Baby”, the third-place story: Beware of being unkind to someone for no reason at all.) ***** (One of my most favorite lines from this long story: “My… Continue reading Writers’ Showcase, July 27, 2020
By Ekta R. Garg Prompt: I wanted him to kiss me. https://promptuarium.wordpress.com/2020/07/17/kiss-me-2/ ***** I stood in the doorway of the room our room and just stared at the bed. Did they do it there too? I wondered. The thought made me shudder, and I knew I didn’t want an answer. I also knew that if… Continue reading Exercising the craft—July 20, 2020
By Ekta R. Garg Prompt: They decided to bury it at the edge of the farm under the big oak tree. https://promptuarium.wordpress.com/2020/07/06/on-the-edge/ ***** Everyone in town decided that because Jack and Kara found the box of keys, they should be the ones to get rid of it. Jack hefted the box from one hip to… Continue reading Exercising the craft—July 13, 2020
