Katherine Frances's Blog, page 3
November 22, 2018
"Days without names, witless afternoons, quick and profane and quickly over, and no longing in..."
“Days without names, witless afternoons, quick and profane and quickly over, and no longing in advance or after, and no words required, and nothing to pay. Before he got mixed up in things that got mixed up.”
- Margaret Atwood (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
- Margaret Atwood (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
November 21, 2018
I dare you to write a story inspired by a song
Be creative! Maybe you know a song that tells a story for you to re-imagine or maybe there’s a song with a strong atmosphere you want to emulate. Pick a song that inspires you in any way and run with it.
Think outside the box!
If you’re brave enough to post, don’t forget to tag I dare you to write and to indicate whether or not concrit is welcome.
nighthawkes:
Hades: *sitting outside a cafe, enjoying coffee and a newspaper* Cerberus: *sitting...
Hades: *sitting outside a cafe, enjoying coffee and a newspaper*
Cerberus: *sitting at his feet people-watching*
*A thud against the other side of the window they’re sitting beside makes them both look up*
Persephone, inside the cafe with both palms flat against the window and her face too close to the glass: CAN I PET YOUR DOG?
