Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

Henry Passman was tired of it all...

Heidi stared at her cooling coffee as twenty browser tabs, a half-written apology, and the lingering rhythm of a forgotten country song collided behind her eyes. Her brain was a crowded attic where the

A mistake anyone could make

Fin del comunicado Hortensia está de pie junto al catre mientras el cuerpo de su marido yace embojotado en sábanas sucias. Con una mano, espanta las moscas azules y gruesas que zumban a su alrededor; con

The black travel bag appeared to be an identical one to mine. I only noticed the mistake after I got home to Ibadan from Lagos. I unopened the bag, and I thought I was going to see my clothes, but I didn't,

Introduction "Alabama Zack" is a 40-chapter science fiction serial, published in the Scholar and Scribe community once a week on Wednesdays. You can start the serial from the beginning by visiting

The kind of qualities that once made me a successful writer were stirred up inside me once more.

Imagen editada con Canva. Fuente de la imagen: Pexels Sentada en la elegante sala de una inmobiliaria, Irene se sintió desentonada. Estaba a la caza de un empleo estable que le permitiera marcharse con

The rain had no intention of stopping. Maya stood beneath the tiny roof of an abandoned bus stop, hugging her backpack tightly against her chest. Her phone battery had died an hour earlier, and the last

Greeting Readers! And the move is complete! What a pain in the butt that was. From not knowing we were going to move to packing up the house and being in a new house within 3 days was an absolute nightmare.

Accidental Fighting Words

Five Shots of Silence - Part 3: (Interviewing Malvern Street: High-Rise Ambitions-Continued)

“Yes, you heard right, there are ten of us, and I actually love my wife, so, no, kitchen duties do not belong just to her and the girls.”

Continuing on from yesterday, the map is looking great and going really well. World Borders I created a circle, filled it, indented it, removed the centre, copied and sized down the second circle to make

Imagen editada con Canva. Fuente de la imagen: Pexels Aurelia sabía que sus oraciones quizás serían escuchadas. O quizás serían respondidas con otra cosa. Todo a su alrededor se desmoronaba, como un castillo

The sun burned hot in the late afternoon, the sky slowly starting to turn red with the sunset as the people of Nkaleë gathered inside the village hall for their monthly community meeting. The space was

My workshops are hollow because I recycycle advice I no longer believe

It was morning, and the rain had just stopped. The ground outside was swallowed by floodwater. I had an 8 a.m. appointment, so I needed to leave as early as possible. My hair was already perfectly laid,

Where's the forest?