‘I love winter,’ she would say as the wind chapped her cheeks. She loved winter when she had to wade through snow and she loved winter when she came home…
Another microfiction for Mastodon. — She pricked her finger on the crooked needle and let the blood drip and swirl into the bowl below. It clouded pink, then cleared. She…
Another microfiction written for Mastodon. I hope you enjoy it! — ‘I just wish I had someone to talk to,’ I said to my reflection. ‘Me too,’ she replied. I…
Another microfiction for Mastodon, with thanks to my Ko-Fi supporters. — She brought him the usual gifts at first. A mouse, a bird. A ribbon for him to play with….
Another microfiction for Mastodon, with thanks to my Ko-Fi supporters. — ‘OOOO!’ said the ghost. The girl poked at the fire. ‘I’m not in the mood for ghost stories, thanks.’…
I talk about DMing, TTRPG, writing, and getting people invested in a story. Make Them Work For Their Rat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUrxxMjWNyY&feature=youtu.be (~5 mins long and audio only, so easy to listen…
Yesterday on Mastodon, I played a game where people could tell me their favourite colour, and in exchange I would write a toot-sized (or tweet-sized) encounter with a magical creature….
‘I think … I think maybe I’m in love with a ghost,’ he told his sister one morning. They’d met at a café for breakfast, as they often did. His…
A microfiction written for Mastodon. — She walked down the road, trailed by shambling, limping things. A badger with its face bared to one side. A housecat with crushed paws….
I wrote a serial toot fiction for mastodon written in 1 toot a day for every day of October (or that was the plan, anyway!) It was a labour of…