A Dancer's Dream [Starving Artist Challenge]
Karen’s life was over with two simple words: “You’re pregnant!” The doctor smiled. She cried. Her dream stolen by some awkward boy who fumbled with her bra in…
Starving Artist Challenge
Alright, the title says it all. I want you to write about a starving artist. Someone who's career and future haven't really taken off yet. Make it anything you want. Drama, comedy, fiction, non-fiction. Anything you want, just WRITE IT! Go.
Challengers
11 entriesGuitar for Supper
I felt the strings of my new guitar twang under my fingers, and then I felt a chill. The front door was open...she was home. “It’s me! Where are you...” Her…
Trying
She breathes in deep, then breathes out heavily. Her eyes stare at the screen determindley, her fingers poised, ready for action. Ok, she thinks, it’s just…
Wanderer
He paces the floor, slowly searching the house. He’s been here before - in circumstances beyond his control, with strangers he may not see again. But he keeps…
So hungry
So, after a long hard day I finally get back to my, well for lack of a better word, home. I have to take the fire escape and climb in through a bedroom window…
Country Singer
Jenny was a beautiful blond who grew up in Knoxville, Tennessee. Since she was a small child she dreamed of being a singer, but not just any singer, a Country…
the hungry caterpillar
Henry Molliason was a starving artist in the purest sense. He was always hungry. It seemed that everyday he was craving something new. Be it adventure…
Whatever It Takes
Look at all these people auditioning, I’m never going to get the part! “Gina?” The casting director calls. Gina the ginger, lives in the lower parts of…
The Black Scorpion Rides Again
Red Anderson unlocked the door at 6 PM on the dot. In the parking lot as a cluster of last minute smokers puffed away, Red mentally counted the line - 74…
Blood in His Paint
“This really is a beautiful apartment,” the model remarked as she pulled on her robe. “Thank you.” He blushed. He never had gotten used to compliments. “And…
The Cage
Surrounding him were metal rods, stretching further than Don’s eyes could see, almost indefinitely. The floor was cold, even and stable. It is impossible for…