London torn. Night and day. Sinners and angels. Debut novel by Mark A. King, available now
Thanks to the Writing Process Blog Tour from Emily June Street, I've been inspired to create my own reward chart. I have a lot I want to do in September, so I've had to prioritize it. This is my chart, with word counts, priorities and status. It'll probably look exactly the same at the …
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The Daemons watch from the surface. They gaze through the water of their fountains like it’s a deep ocean.They lust for flesh, and crave uninhibited violence. They long to consume the souls of the weak and vulnerable.They puncture the membrane separating the worlds. They are not interested in the clean water where the sharks play, …
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Paul McCartney vs Justin Bieber - My Writing Process Blog Tour. My phone vibrates and when I look at the screen, see the DM icon from Twitter. Who could be contacting me? I swipe the screen, and I see the name and I’m both confused and delighted that it’s Voima Oy. In my head, this …
In this competition, you are given a word prompt (below), an optional special challenge, 500 words and one day to complete it. Prompt (Items in brackets can be changed): I'm sorry, [sir], but I believe that's [my] [suitcase]. Special Challenge: Include a special recipe. Title: A recipe for (a) disaster “I’m sorry, buddy, but I believe …
The Apostle@Making_Fiction158 WordsMy Holy Bible clasped firmly in hand. I will only release it when they prise it from the battered husk that carries me, for my bodily vessel will soon be soaked in the colour of martyrdom. I will be just another boat perished on these foreign coastlands; another messenger of God sacrificed at …
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An update of my "The day a dog fell from the sky" story.
The day a dog fell from the sky By Mark A. King @Making_Fiction 359 Words Sputnik 2. November 3, 1957 Laika, has had many names. Kudryavka is was one, but there were others. She is young, yet has already lived two lives. Tightly restrained by chains, she can barely move in the container. She …
Horse Chestnut Avenue was awash with activity; the prim residents were in a state of unbecoming panic, uncharacteristic chaos and pantie-twisting kerfuffle. The imported German cars were safely harbored under the corrugated armor of the garages, protected from the miniature mines that rained down from the trees. Those bombs born of the soil and the …
It’s called a care home. It’s never been a home. Care is but a mission statement, a corporate philosophy, a paper-thin reassurance to those that need to believe, who need to trust. The worker straps a pirate hat to me. I’ve learnt not to struggle with them, but sometimes my mind is absent. I immediately …
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Metropolitan Dreams 