Monday, June 6, 2016

Daily Writing Prompt

The rules are simple. Set your timer for ten minutes. Begin to write and include the prompt somewhere in your mini story. The word he or she can be changed to reflect whatever gender you want to use. Optional: Share your writing prompt in the comment section. Write everyday.
Today's prompt is:

I'm uncomfortable with the way she looks at you.
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Leah DeGarmo is a veterinarian who can cure with a touch. For years, she's hidden her powers from the world. Now, the wrong people have found out, and they'll do anything to capture her. When they kill the man she loves, it ignites a dark rage inside her and unleashes her power to kill, transforming her into a demon of retribution. Leah resurrects her lover and exacts a terrible revenge against her enemies. Only once she starts, it's hard to stop. Does she control this new power or does it control her?

1 comment:

  1. I'm uncomfortable with the way she looks at you.

    “There she is again.” Sally bowed her head low.
    “So what? Why do you care so much?” Bill shoved another bite of his sandwich in his mouth.
    “She’s stalking you.” Sally punched him in the shoulder with a weak jab.
    Bill shook his head with a wide grin. “Woman, that’s crazy talk.”
    Sally sipped her drink before huddling forward. “I’m serious, Bill. Don’t you think it’s odd that she happens to be wherever we go?”
    “Maybe she thinks you’re stalking her.” Bill dipped his fries in a mini white paper cup of ketchup mixed with mustard.
    Sallly’s lips tightened. “I wouldn’t do that.”
    Bill huddled closer. A piece of moist bread hung from his corner lip. “Have you ever noticed that you just happen to be wherever she is or that you are always giving her sideway glances?” His eyebrows raised high like a clown.
    Sally slapped his hand. “That’s not funny and I may be giving her sideways glances but she is always staring at you.”
    “It’s your imagination over time. You’ve been reading too many woman detective novels. Next thing you know, you’ll be finding her body behind a bathroom stall door.”
    Sally shook her head. “Or your body. I’m uncomfortable with the way she looks at you.”