Welcome to Stonehenge Story Starts, a biweekly writing prompt and story sharing opportunity.  Every other Sunday, we post a writing prompt: an opening line, a concept, a plot hook, maybe an image.  Two weeks later on Saturday, we’ll post again with the writing the prompt inspired.

This week’s prompt is: Write about two people seeing each other for the first time.

(Prompt courtesy of thinkwritten.com)

The deadline to submit your story is Friday, October 18, and we’ll post results on October 19th.

Our writers will be writing for the prompts, but anyone is welcome to participate!  Just come by on Sunday to see the week’s prompt, write during the week, and send any writing you’d like to share to StonehengeCircleWriters@gmail.com by the following Friday at 8 pm.  On Saturday we’ll post participants’ writing (with credit to the author, of course).

Write as much or as little as you choose: a paragraph, a flash fiction piece (less than 1,000 words) or a short story.  (Note, for long writing, we may choose to post only a selection.)  You are encouraged to be as creative as possible with the writing prompts.  Try to do something unexpected, or explore a particular genre like science fiction or historical fiction.  Take the prompt literally, or decide it’s a metaphor.  Your only limit is your own imagination.

Happy writing!

 

We hope you’re enjoying your Saturday!

This week’s prompt was:

Just as your flight takes off, you discover a shocking note under your seat.  (Prompt courtesy of getfreewrite.com)

 

 

Today’s story is from Cheryl Mahoney, making an unusual foray into the modern day to write a stand-alone short story.

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I had tried to deny the situation to myself.  Told myself that I didn’t know how many seats there were to a row, that maybe, just maybe, seat E could in fact be on the aisle.  But once I was standing in the aisle, looking at my row, there was no more deniability.

Two seats by the window.  First aisle.  Five seats in the middle.  Second aisle, and two more seats.  Placing seat E, my seat, squarely in the center of the row.  I was going to be cramped into a tiny seat with two people on either side.  Two sets of knees to climb over if I wanted to stand up.

I sighed, and set to stowing my bag in the overhead compartment.  It was going to be a long ten-hour flight.

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