tayastorm: (writing)
The angel's raised wings provided the perfect shade from the afternoon sun, her long dress sweeping out in an unseen wind to make a seat to snuggle into.

He'd had good intentions when he left home, notebook in hand with everything he needed to get his term paper written and handed in on time. Then old Jacob had gone past with his cart, a small unassuming thing that held ice cream good enough to make an angel fall.

Now he licked at his ice cream, watching a waiter at the nearby cafe and wondering what could make that angel fall.


Feb. 17th, 2011 10:33 pm
tayastorm: (chainsaw zombie)
Y'know, I'm not actually sure what this even is. The narrator is zombie king Rafe, protag in one of my stories, I know that much. But this particular bit?

I'm just gonna blame it on my brain being weird.

Read more... )
tayastorm: (calm)
I knew this was only going to be a short piece, but 139 word? Really? At some point I might edit it down to exactly 100 words, just to see if I can, but I think it works.

The Only Prayer )
tayastorm: (Achievement)
A little challenge for myself, based on the 101 Things in 1001 Days meme. In this case it'll be writing because that is what I do, and a dual challenge because I'm crazy because I decided if I just do 101 Fic they'll all end up being short fics and I already know I can do those.

So, between now and 3 November 2013, I will endeavour to write 101 drabbles and 101 longer fics, where drabbles are less than 1k and longfics are greater than 1k. All fic must be complete to count, and must be readable as a standalone.

And I'll try to maintain tags in case anyone wants to keep track.


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