Welcome back to this week's Tuesday Tales, the closed blog where a small group of authors share their works in progress with you. Each week, we incorporate an image or a word prompt into our posts. Since this week is picture prompt time, the posts are limited to 300 words. Enjoy!
Here are the images we had to choose from this week:
Which one would you use to write a story? Check out what our group members selected.
I studied our hands, the
way our fingers were so similar.
“Arkansas, you say? You
hail from those parts?” Frank seemed intrigued.
After he was free of her
grasp he binged on alcohol and whores. Or he started a massive war. It depended
on his mood.
The sun moved deeper into
the horizon.
It took her five effing
years to decide that Mike what’s-his-name was the love of her life
For the first time in her
life, she’d actually worked the soil herself, and while it had been hard to do,
the satisfaction it brought was incredible.
I love the way light offers different perspectives.
“At the moment I don’t
feel like stinging you.”
Have a great week!
