October Rain

Challenge: Write a serial murder-themed thriller using the prompt. This fucking rain again. New York in October was just downright ugly. The gutters foul stench stung her nose while the water pouring out of the sky smashed against her glasses. She should have stayed inside. But no, she had to decide to go get that MerlotContinue reading “October Rain”

Tokyo Blood

Challenge: Write horror using the prompt. It was a dark alley where nobody walked. Yuki slid into the looming darkness as she held her purse tight, afraid, trembling from the shivers of the night. Her long black hair tied behind her shoulders, she wore her favourite heels and the tight skirt her boss Hime-sama forcedContinue reading “Tokyo Blood”

MindSurfer®

Challenge: Write Sci-Fi using the prompt. Journal of Neuroscience and Computing A proof of concept for wireless mind-to-mind data transmission. 14.05.2022 Abstract The socio-economic situation, as well as the worldwide connectivity of every single person, gave rise to a need for faster and better communication. In this paper, state-of-the-art brain imaging and nano-implants are utilized toContinue reading “MindSurfer®”

Meant to Be

Challenge: Write a fictional biography with at least five clichés. I looked at myself in the mirror on this Monday morning – something I thought I, to that day, could not do without shooing my freckles away. Not because they looked particularly ugly, no, they were the constellations that defined me! But just because IContinue reading “Meant to Be”

Benchtalk

Challenge: Write a man-hating chick flick. ELISABETH (31, TALL, BLOND, ALL AMERICAN BEAUTY) AND MARIA (33, SMALL, BROWN DEER EYES) SIT ON A PARK BENCH, HOLDING STARBUCKS CUPS. Maria: So he just left? Elisabeth: He didn’t even have the balls to collect his stuff. Maria: Well, sweety, seeing you mad scares all of us. Elisabeth:Continue reading “Benchtalk”

Sunset Mountain

Challenge: Write a romance using the prompt. There was something endearing to the pink hue of the sunset that loomed beneath the mountain. Below the cliff where I stood, I could see the contours of firs that shimmered in the golden light. Most people simply called these trees “Christmas Trees”, even though firs had existedContinue reading “Sunset Mountain”