How many days has she been wandering the #wilderness, #surviving on rainwater and berries? So many that she thinks she’s hallucinating when she stumbles over the box with its neat #label: “Survival Kit.” #vssmagic #sunthing #whistpr
Category Archives: vssmagic
Modern Art
“It’s the #unity of humanity’s #vanguard marching at the #winter #solstice through the #isolation of a heavy #snow.” “Is that…a big #bug with doorknobs for its shoulders, knees, and toes?” “Yes, for leaving the door to our original thoughts #ajar.” “It’s #original, for sure.”
#366FF #vssmagic #vss365 #vsswinter #sunthing #vsschristmas #flexvss #brieflywrite #bravewrite #whistpr
North Pole Progressives
The newest #apprentice to the gift-#wrapping #elves corps stared at the #snowman outside the transport #tunnel. “Is that a #purple scarf?” he asked, wincing as if in #pain. “Yeah, Santa had a “Red and Green Only” rule but some guy sued and the Elf Court #overturned it.”
#vssmagic #vsschristmas #366FF #winterwords #whistpr #flexvss #bravewrite #vss365
The Long Advent
Matron sends me to fetch Lucy for lunch. She’s on the roof, #observing the sky. “What are you #waiting for, #reindeer? It’s still #summer. Seems a bit #foolish.” She stays #silent. I sit and she hands me a sandwich. The clouds look like #snowflakes as we have our own #holiday.
#366FF #bravewrite #vsschristmas #whistpr #vssmagic #vss365 #winterwords
But what’s the job description?
“Do you prefer to work alone or #collaborate?” “Alone.” “Yukon gold or #russet potato?” “Uh, gold for mashed, russet for baked.” “Favorite #insect?” “Bumblebee.” “Do you have a #nemesis?” “Not since Jilly Smith in seventh grade. This is a very odd job interview.” “You’re hired.”
#vss365 #366FF #whistpr #vssmagic
Dressed To Kill
“I’m #pleased to meet you,” he said, doffing his #hat. “I can see your dis-#belief but I assure you my #talents are up to the job.” “You do have a #number of satisfied customers, but–” “No one expects a stylish assassin.” #366FF #whistpr #vssmagic #bravewrite #vss365
From the old stories
From deep within the #overgrown #forest, they heard a #rustling. Not a lost #dog or #cat; they heard #laughter too, an #enchanting song that drew them into the #kaleidoscopic light of late afternoon. They knew the #folklore, but they went anyway. How could they not?
Anti-Muse
He was sure she was his #muse, but she was from the other side. She kept him sated with #food and sex, dulling his creative drive. The gods didn’t want his story told, but they didn’t want to just smite him. This was the gentler way. #vssmagic #bravewrite
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
Words words words 