Stonehenge Story Starts: Strange Travels (Results)

Welcome back to another week of writing!

This week’s prompt was: You got on a bus and woke up in a strange town where things seem a little wrong (Prompt courtesy of Reedsy.com)

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Cheryl Mahoney:

I know as soon as I wake up that I must have got on the wrong bus.  I lift my head off of my duffel bag and sit up to peer out the window.  We’re on what appears to be the main street of some little town that would fit in beautifully on The Twilight Zone.  Or The Andy Griffith Show.  You know, one of those stereotype 1950s small towns where everyone sits on their porch Sunday afternoon and, depending on the show, sings a folk song or meets aliens.

“Maybe this is just a stop on the way,” I murmur to myself, even though the bus has that sagged feeling of a vehicle that has stopped and isn’t moving again for a good long while.

Like a confirmation to my irrational gut feeling, the bus driver bawls out, “Final destination!  Everyone off!”

The bus is almost empty—evidently a lot of people got off while I was asleep, I suppose at previous stops—but a couple passengers shuffle along the central aisle towards the door, bleary-eyed and silent.

I grab my duffel and make my way up to the front, stopping at the driver’s seat.  “Excuse me, but this isn’t Greenwich Village.”  Despite myself, my voice is rising in alarm.  “This is definitely not Manhattan.”

The driver squints at me.  “This is Greenwitch Village.  Isn’t that where you wanted?”

“No!” I cry.  “I definitely asked for a ticket to Greenwich.  Gren-ich,” I pronounce carefully.  I’ve only been dreaming of coming here—there—my whole life.  I know how to pronounce the place.

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Stonehenge Story Starts: Strange Travels (Prompt)

Welcome to Stonehenge Story Starts, a weekly writing prompt and story sharing opportunity.  Each week, we post a writing prompt: an opening line, a concept, a plot hook, maybe an image.  The following Saturday, we’ll post again with the writing the prompt inspired.

This week’s prompt is: You got on a bus and woke up in a strange town where things seem a little wrong

(Prompt courtesy of Reedsy.com)

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!

 

If you like to plan ahead, next week’s prompt will be: “The floor tasted like…” (Courtesy of eadeverrell.com)

Stonehenge Story Starts: Tampering with the Mail (Results)

Happy Saturday!  Our writers have provided some fun, sometimes creepy, reading for your Saturday morning.

This week’s prompt was: You open your neighbor’s mail.  What do you find?

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Karen Blakely:

 

I’d known there was something not quite right about my next-door neighbor. Oh, she was always perfectly polite. She waved when we saw each other in our neighborhood. Maybe that was part of it. She was always perfectly polite. Like she was following some script for being a good neighbor. But that, by itself, wouldn’t have been enough to make me suspicious.

And it wasn’t just that she came and went at odd hours, disappearing sometimes for days at a time. Never for too long. She never asked the post office to stop her mail, and she always made sure to get back before her mailbox became too full.

It wasn’t really the fact that no one ever came to her house. Though I did think it was strange that she apparently had no family or friends whatsoever. And when I tried to offer her my friendship, she politely but firmly rejected it.

It wasn’t even that she lived alone but drove a huge SUV with extremely dark windows in the back. I’d tried to glance inside once, wondering what she could possibly need such a large vehicle for, but the darkness of the interior was impenetrable.

It was all of those things, and none of them. There was just something off about her.

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Stonehenge Story Starts: Tampering with the Mail (Prompt)

Welcome to Stonehenge Story Starts, a weekly writing prompt and story sharing opportunity.  Each week, we post a writing prompt: an opening line, a concept, a plot hook, maybe an image.  The following Saturday, we’ll post again with the writing the prompt inspired.

This week’s prompt is: You open your neighbor’s mail–what do you find?

(Prompt courtesy of @tabloprompts)

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!

 

If you like to plan ahead, next week’s prompt will be: You got on a bus and woke up in a strange town where things seem a little wrong (Prompt courtesy of Reedsy.com)

Stonehenge Story Starts: What Big Eyes You Have… (Results)

Welcome back for another week of stories!  Today we have three fun takes on Little Red Riding Hood to share with you.

This week’s prompt was: Retell the story of Little Red Riding Hood from a new angle–try any genre you like, such as science fiction, romance or horror.

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R.A. Gates has the beginning of a new Laney and Kody story, characters you’ve met on this blog before.

“Are you busy next Saturday?” Kody asked Laney as they walked home from school on a crisp October evening.

“Of course,” Laney said absently, trying to recast a warming spell on her sweater. The one she cast as they left school had already worn off, and they’d only walked five blocks. Once she had feeling back in her arms, she glanced over at her friend. “You know I work at the bookstore every weekend. Why?”

Kody shrugged as he kept his gaze forward as they walked. “I was just wondering if you wanted to go to a party with me, that’s all.”

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Launch Party: The Servants and the Beast

The new novella from Stonehenge Circle Writers, The Servants and the Beast, launched on Friday, June 28th.  We hosted a launch party with all five authors of this collaborative novella.  The authors signed books and gave a short presentation on how they came to write this very special book.

If you’re now regretting that you weren’t there, we’ll have a video up soon of the presentation!  Today, we’re delighted to share some great photos from this wonderful event.

And don’t forget to get your own copy of The Servants and the Beast!

The Authors: Cheryl Mahoney, R. A. Gates, Kelly Haworth, Jenniffer Lee and Karen Blakely

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Stonehenge Story Starts: What Big Eyes You Have… (Prompt)

Welcome to Stonehenge Story Starts, a weekly writing prompt and story sharing opportunity.  Each week, we post a writing prompt: an opening line, a concept, a plot hook, maybe an image.  The following Saturday, we’ll post again with the writing the prompt inspired.

This week’s prompt is: Retell the story of Little Red Riding Hood from a new angle–try any genre you like, such as science fiction, romance or horror.

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!

 

If you like to plan ahead, next week’s prompt will be: You open your neighbor’s mail–what do you find? (Prompt courtesy of @tabloprompts)

Stonehenge Story Starts: Betrayal in the Air (Results)

Welcome back for today’s stories!

This week’s prompt was: “Write a story using the words ‘traitor’ and ‘sky.’ (courtesy of @writingprompts)

Today we have two short stories, both science fiction but still taking the prompt in different directions.

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Cheryl Mahoney:

“I’m telling you,” Gretchen fumed, “that traitor left us here deliberately and just flew off into the sky without us.”

“I’m sure it was some kind of misunderstanding and she’ll be back soon,” Henry said placidly, sitting on his log in the middle of the forest and continuing to read a novel on his handheld viewer.

Gretchen sighed, loudly, and went on pacing the clearing.  How someone as trusting as Henry had ever got into the pirate business amazed her on a daily basis.  It was a wonder no one had killed him before this, although his ability to fix literally anything broken on a spaceship, from the engine to the ever-important coffeemaker, had probably preserved his life more than once.

She blamed herself mostly.  It had seemed like the smart choice to go with the captain down to the planet to pick up the pay drop.  To make sure nothing disappeared before it got back to the ship.  She’d even volunteered, for space’s sake.  In retrospect, it seemed painfully obvious that the captain would see this as a good opportunity to split the money two fewer ways.

“She’s not coming back, Henry,” she snapped.  “And unless you know how to build a spaceship out of rocks and twigs, we’re stranded.”

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