My Life is Made Up of Seconds My Life is Made Up of Seconds By Megan Cutler | January 15, 2016 | Comments 1 comment My life is made up of seconds. Blade smashed against blade and a jolt ran up his arm. Of blood and sweat. Blood oozes from a cut on his forehead, hot and sticky. It trickles into his eye, obscuring his vision. Sweat pours down his face, neck and back. It stings his eyes. He tastes … Read More Read More
One Last Special Exhibit One Last Special Exhibit By Megan Cutler | January 11, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment By the time we returned to Edinburgh for our last hurrah, we knew we were going to miss the Ming Dynasty exhibit at the British Museum. We were still members at the time it debuted but, alas, we were on the other side of the world. Lucky for us, the National Scottish Museum had unveiled … Read More Read More
A Fresh Page A Fresh Page By Megan Cutler | January 1, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment Every writer both loves and loathes it; the blank page, the blinking cursor, that grand anticipation and terrible dread the moment before you start a brand new project. It’s how I think of the new year. A fresh page. A new project. A chance to leave behind anything that held me back. An opportunity to … Read More Read More
Blessed Holiday Season Blessed Holiday Season By Megan Cutler | December 21, 2015 | Comments 0 Comment It’s that time of year again! I still can’t believe it. 2015 passed in the blink of an eye! We’re off to visit family and celebrate the holidays for the next three weeks. In the mean time, feel free to peruse the archives. There’s plenty to keep you entertained ;) If you’d like to read … Read More Read More
Not Everything has to Mean Something Not Everything has to Mean Something By Megan Cutler | December 18, 2015 | Comments 2 comments He had positioned himself in the one place in the tavern from which he could observe the door without standing out. Yet, a cursory scan of the room would make him instantly obvious to seeking eyes. The art of being simultaneously unobtrusive and obvious was a skill only mastered by assassins and prostitutes, but it … Read More Read More
Going Deeper – Catilen’s Day Going Deeper – Catilen’s Day By Megan Cutler | December 14, 2015 | Comments 0 Comment I’ve been exploring the art of connecting to a character’s headspace using writing prompts to delve into their psyche. I enjoyed the exercise with Domerin, so I decided to give Catilen another go. Here’s a small story that takes place shortly after the events of Island of Lost Forevers. … The days were difficult enough … Read More Read More
After the Door Shuts and the Footsteps Die After the Door Shuts and the Footsteps Die By Megan Cutler | December 11, 2015 | Comments 1 comment After the door shut and the footsteps died, Lilianna McDougal slid the adapter into the plug at the base of her skull. But she didn’t activate it yet. Instead she held her breath, counting the seconds, ears straining for any sign of movement outside. The shadow-shrouded room could have belonged to any typical teenager. The … Read More Read More
The Great Tapestry of Scotland The Great Tapestry of Scotland By Megan Cutler | December 7, 2015 | Comments 0 Comment Upon our return to Edinburgh for an overnight stay, we solved many of the mysteries from our first visit. We stayed in a small guest house located across a couple diplomatic residences (for when foreign dignitaries visit). Our first stop was Calton Hill, and its many monuments we had glimpsed from afar. By that time, … Read More Read More
SFFSat – A Grave Misunderstanding SFFSat – A Grave Misunderstanding By Megan Cutler | December 5, 2015 | Comments 2 comments Sorry about the space between snippets. It’s been a busy couple of weeks in the Cutler household. But we’re back with a final sequence continued from here. It comes from Crossroads of Frozen Eternity, the second book of the Mystic Island Trilogy. … Thunder rumbled in the distance as the island reacted to her anger, … Read More Read More
Solving Conflicts with Cookies Solving Conflicts with Cookies By Megan Cutler | December 4, 2015 | Comments 1 comment This wasn’t so much a prompt per se. My writing partner and I were having difficulties with a shared project. We used a simple conflict/resolution scenario to get past it. Afterward I wrote this silly scene… just cuz ;) … The cookies were tucked into a non-descript, cream-colored box, each set on its own square … Read More Read More