Lana reached across the console and placed her hand on Jess’s thigh. The warmth of his skin radiated through his jeans, and she found herself imagining the absence fabric and impediments like bucket seats and destinations. The windshield wipers hypnotized her as they swiped the rain back and forth, rivulets collected on the far sides…
Well, round four is officially over, and we are on to round five. So far, we’ve had a 30 word erotic metaphor, a 100 word piece of flash fiction (with someone else’s metaphor added into the mix to make the challenge a bit more “challenging”), a 200 word character sketch of an “imperfect” character, and…
With the release of Smut Marathon round 4 coming up soon, I thought I’d do a bit of a run-down of what I’ve accomplished so far. The first prompt was tough: 30 words – an erotic metaphor – 1 word title. I went with: Unfurled He opened the dusty covers of his soul, exposing weather-beaten…
A special thank you to Defiant Raven for giving me the initial idea for this story. When I reached out on Twitter this afternoon for writing inspiration, DR sent me this response: “A woman walks into a bar. There is no one there except the bartender, but he appears to be talking to people that…
Amanda exited the convenience store waving her prize in her hand, “We’re gonna win, babe, I just know it!” She squealed and wiggled, giggling and smacking her gum as she climbed in the open car window and planted her butt in the bucket seat next to John. “I bought ten tickets, and the jackpot is…
