Category Archives: Excerpts

Prompt Openings: Feyland

Posted on July 16, 2016 by Debbie

I’m a huge fan of Anthea Sharp’s Feyland novels, and was thrilled when Samuel Peralta’s Chronicle Worlds anthology series gave me the opportunity to play in her world! Having read every single Feyland story, I’m very familiar with the world’s … Continue reading →

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Prompt Openings: Justice

Posted on July 9, 2016 by Debbie

Justice. Talk about a broad topic. I considered which piece of the spectrum to tackle and finally opted for a historical story. A topic I was familiar with from my childhood in Oklahoma, but hadn’t studied as an adult…the Trail … Continue reading →

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Prompt Openings: Tavern Tales

Posted on July 2, 2016 by Debbie

My challenge for this one was to write a story related to a tavern. Hmmm… After a bit of thought, I decided to move the pane of ancient Irish glass containing Red, an ensorcelled faery, from the bed & breakfast … Continue reading →

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Prompt Openings: Apocalypse

Posted on June 25, 2016 by Debbie

For this opening, I was trying to imagine a different kind of apocalypse. No nuclear wars or alien invasions. No catastrophic asteroid strikes or even plagues or zombies. What would a quiet, stealthy apocalypse look like? I am a child … Continue reading →

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Prompt Openings: Loss

Posted on June 18, 2016 by Debbie

My prompt this week was loss, and I thought of the most unimaginable loss for a parent: the death of a child, no matter what the age… New Year’s Eve. Tomorrow would be a new year. A year without her … Continue reading →