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Writing Prompt

Maybe it's just a matter of getting the word out and maybe it's a lack of interest, but I didn't get any takers on last weeks writer's prompt. But, I'm willing to try again, so get the word out.

Send your flash fiction to:  LR sot Mullin at yahoo dot com.

I'll read all the stories sent to this address or posted in the blogger comment by midnight of Wednesday, February 2, and post the winning story on Friday, February 4. Please, no adult content. I reserve the right to delete any inappropriate comments, stories, or language. Thank you.

So, here's this weeks prompt:

"Josie stared out the classroom window anxious for the school day to end."

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

where do we write it?

Linnette R Mullin said...

You can either type it here in the comment box or copy it into an email and send it to

lr dot mullin at yahoo dot com

Linnette R Mullin said...

And if you are anonymous, please be sure to leave a name and way to reach you. :D

Cheryl Ann Wills said...

keep it up, Linnette. Post on twitter 3x/wk and fb, too.It will catch on.

Jan said...

Josie stared out the classroom window anxious for the school day to end.

Not because she was eager to get home, but because of what she might find when she got there. These days, she couldn’t be sure.

She longed for the days when her Mom would greet her with cookies and milk after school and help her with her homework, but those days were long gone. Now she was likely to find her Mom crying in her room or worse, passed out.

Who says it’s better for the kids if fighting parents divorce? As far as Josie was concerned, she’d much rather have her Dad come back home, even if it did mean listening to her parents argue. At least she would still feel like a kid again.

Taking care of her mother had robbed her of her childhood.

She glanced at the clock above the teacher’s desk again, anxious to hear the bell ring so that she could get home and check on her Mother. God, please take care of my Mom, she prayed.

~by Jan Christiansen

"Finding Beth"


A runaway bride-to-be…

A Southern boy-next-door…

A possessive fiancĂ© determined to make her his –

One way or another…

Afraid she's about to make the biggest mistake of her life, Beth Gallagher flees to the Smoky Mountains for refuge. A new friend helps her find the answers she needs, but will she have the courage to follow through with her decision? And if she does, what might it cost her?

Adam Blythe finds himself drawn to Beth – a woman engaged to another. But after being spurned, he refuses to be the other man. Besides, he lives hundreds of miles away, has a chronically ill mother to care for and a family business to run. Yet, Beth’s vulnerability calls to him and the gentleman in him cannot turn away.

Kyle Heinrich always gets his way. When Beth returns home two weeks after her little disappearing act and breaks off their engagement, he isn’t too happy. Even less so when some guy shows up on her doorstep and makes her light up in a way he never could. Not that it really matters, because, one way or another, Beth will be his.

Will Beth learn to trust God again and find the courage to face her fears? And if she does, will it bring the peace and healing she so desperately needs?

Tiffany's Story:

After suffering a lifetime of abuse from every man who should have loved her, Tiffany Nash finds herself longing for a love like her friend, Beth, found.

Afraid to love again after the betrayal and death of his highschool sweetheart, Michael Olivier finds himself drawn to the fiesty woman who can't seem to break down the barriers of her own heart.

And who's the new guy? Wealthy Reece Kemper - Tiffany's new boss and admirer, is out to make an alliance that will convenience them both. Can he truly provide the security Tiffany seeks?

And what of Michael's God? Can she trust a God who demands her all? Can she afford not to?

The Ragged Edge - A Life Changing Experience!

"To You, O LORD, I call; my rock, be not deaf to me, lest, if You be silent to me, I become like those who go down to the pit. Hear the voice of my pleas for mercy, when I cry to You for help, when I lift up my hands toward your most holy sanctuary." Psalm 28:1-2, ESV

"We love because He first loved us." (1 John 4:19, ESV) "Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave Himself up for her..." (Ephesians 5:25, ESV)

Humility:

"The eye fixed on Christ sees clearly, succumbing to neither pride nor inferiority, because it is not concerned with the self at all." Andree Seu, World Magazine