She studied the radiator behind Grandmother’s dollhouse, looking for the source of the persistent #sussuration. She knelt down and bent close, her attention caught by the #wink of a #miniature figure in a tiny window, her dress the same #print as her own. #366FF #whistpr #vss365
Author Archives: Allison Ketchell
Moving In
“He’s not a #verbose man, Jean.” “Okay, Mom, where’s he from?” “#Scotland or #Spitzenburg or Saint Louis. Something with an S anyway.” “He’s moving in with you. Shouldn’t you know these things?” “I know enough,” she said with a #wink. #whistpr #vss365 #366FF
Now, That’s A Party
The door opened and music spilled out. “Hey, Joey, you brought the weed, right?” Joey hid the music store bag. He was sure Eric had asked him to bring #reeds. He’d been all excited for a clarinet-playing party. “I forgot something. Let me just run home real #quick.” #whistpr
Hahahaha I basically wrote a Far Side comic. I can picture it and everything.
The Wrong Dose
“You #reap what you #pour,” she said, nodding wisely. “A #reed is but an unloved flower. A pearl in the hand is worth two in the bush.” Madeleine saw the bottle of Sagacity Serum on the table. “You have to take the full dose or it doesn’t work right, Bev.” #366FF #vss365 #whistpr
Secret Ingredients
“Oh, this #fudge is #divine. Chocolate is the #chief flavor, of course, but what’s that #earthy undertone? Coffee? Some kind of liqueur?” “Chef’s secret,” she said, smiling, eyes darting to the bottle of poison. “Another piece?” #vss365 #vss365 #bravewrite
NaNoWriMo 2020
Election stress has affected my attention span, but I’m getting caught up. I’m working on a project that started as an idea while I read Halloween books to my daughter. I’m trying something new (for me), which is writing even scenes I know will probably be deleted in future drafts, carrying on even when I’ve done something I know needs to be changed, really embracing “write now, fix it later,” and it’s more fun and less stressful than I expected.
Confectionary Espionage
“I feel a real #kinship with you, Nicki. Like our #souls knew each other in a past life. You know?” She batted her eyes in what she clearly thought was a #sultry manner. “Forget it, Lauren, you aren’t getting my triple-chocolate #fudge recipe.” #bravewrite #whistpr #366FF #vss365
A Message
There’s an #owl hooting in the old elm tree. It makes a coughing sound and a stream of black #ink pours from its beak. It shakes its head and flies off while the ink arranges itself into words. You’ll find them in the morning on the dewy grass. FOLLOW ME. #vssmagic #vss365
November Madness!
I’m doing NaNoWriMo this year, but since I’m not great at following rules, I’m working on short stories. I still have the 50,000 word goal, I’m just drafting as many stories as I can of ideas that I haven’t gotten around to writing. I’m still optimistic on Day Two, so that’s something. Are you doing NaNoWriMo? What are you working on?
The Discount Spa
“What are you doing in that puddle?” “Just having an #invigorating #mud bath! Want to join in?” “I’m actually going to go *inside* the spa for a treatment.” “It’s your #choice, but this mud is free. The mud in there is $70 an hour.” “Move over.” #366FF #whistpr #bravewrite
Words words words 