The 2nd Verse
The undertaker sang to himself as he shoveled dirt over the grave of the old sailor. “Ragged, tattered, nothing mattered. Thought of little, bones were…
Wednesday Returns
Hi all! I used to be on this site a loooooooooooong time ago. By the name of Wednesday [PJ] ((LoA)) and Conjoiner, Rejoinder, Poisoner, Concealer, Revelator [[Wednesday]]. I'm back! Aaaand I kinda had some kind of feverish dream for a challenge which might not write particularly well. So, sequels and prequels are awesome right? How about a non-linear chain! Say, one person writes a story. The next person writes a sequel. Then someone prequels the sequel, then another person sequels the prequels. Does this make sense? I'm so rusty! My challenges were famed I swear! I just wanted to celebrate this reconnection to a group of people who are mostly gone. They were my family, and I hope the new generation are just as wonderful!
Challengers
4 entriesSalty Sea-doggerel
The grass is pale brown by the edge of the sea; it rustles and scrapes in the wind, brushing against the gray stones. The best stones are those nearest the…
Songs, Rhyme, and Failure
“Tatter, tatter, naught and matter,” hummed the old drunk as he stumbled across the cobblestone. Every other lamplight was blown dark by the gale. Those that…
Sunbathing
Janet wears sunglasses in the bath. Some people have swimming pools in their backyards. Others have hot tubs. Janet simply took it to its logical conclusion…