The Flip of a Switch
Steven frowned and stepped backwards. He swore he had turned off this part of the facility. He slid his card through the reader and pushed the heavy doors…
Have you ever heard a song and thought "I can see 1,000 different things happening as this is playing," me too. I write music for films in my area and I want to see what kind of story can be written around the music. I want to see what *YOUR* brain sees when it is exposed to this song. it is a free download on my reverbnation page ( http://tinyurl.com/blactyd ) it is called: Ficly Challenge Song. Download the song and then when you are ready, play it then write the first thing that comes to your mind. It does not matter where or when the story is. I just want to see what you can come up with. I will announce the winner sometime after September 10th (my birthday) and if the subject matter fits it will be turned into a short screen play and filmed and uploaded with *YOUR* name in the credits as the writer. Be creative and have fun!
Steven frowned and stepped backwards. He swore he had turned off this part of the facility. He slid his card through the reader and pushed the heavy doors…
“See how they move like that?” Shawn pulled Ivy closer, pointing at the brightly colored fish flying through their false habitat. The eleven-year-old nodded…
It was the break of dawn when she decided to run away. Washing herself up, it seemed almost like a funeral rite. Its solemnity, its silence amidst the endless…
Faeries danced in a meadow touced by dawn. Above them an elf hopped from branch to branch as deft as any squirrel. Music notes played by an unseen harpist-…
The revolver held six bullets, but he only had three. He rolled them around in his hand, watching the moonlight reflect off their brass casings--trying not to…
“Are you ready?” The older woman asked with tears in her blind eyes. “Do not make me answer you.” Moraida begged, forcing the tears back so she would not ruin…