Inside the Mind of Pirate Inside the Mind of Pirate By Megan Cutler | January 30, 2017 | Comments 0 Comment It’s been awhile since I did one of these. Awhile back I talked about questions that will better help you connect with your characters. I then answered those questions with several of my characters (Domerin, Catilen, and Zita). I always meant to do more of these and I thought it might be fun to get … Read More Read More
A Modern Fantasy Setting A Modern Fantasy Setting By Megan Cutler | November 14, 2016 | Comments 6 comments I’ve always been intrigued by the idea of a fantasy world that made it to modern times. Not quite the same as urban fantasy, which tends to be our world with magical elements tossed in. More like a high fantasy world whose ancient empires never fell. A world where it makes sense for a warrior … Read More Read More
This is What I Dreaded (Part 1) This is What I Dreaded (Part 1) By Megan Cutler | October 21, 2016 | Comments 3 comments For this prompt, I set myself an extra challenge. For once, I wanted to write some genuine flash fiction. So I composed two 300 word stories (yes, both stories are exactly 300 words), the first of which is posted below. . . . “This is exactly what I dreaded.” Valerian clicked his tongue, sighed and … Read More Read More
A Year in Review A Year in Review By Megan Cutler | September 23, 2016 | Comments 1 comment This prompt marks one year of weekly story-telling. As such, my writing partner and I agreed that we should do something a little special. The ‘prompt’ therefore came to include as many references to past prompts as possible in the scene. We both had very different approaches and agreed it was a fun exercise. I … Read More Read More
The Many Forms and Faces of Cazella The Many Forms and Faces of Cazella By Megan Cutler | September 19, 2016 | Comments 2 comments Since I started posting the writing prompts I’ve been doing for fun and practice, I’ve tried to introduce all the main characters who appear in them. So far we’ve talked about Domerin, Rose and Zita, three of my oldest and most prominent characters. Another character that crops up quite often is Cazella (in fact she … Read More Read More
Nightmare Nightmare By Megan Cutler | September 16, 2016 | Comments 2 comments A sea of tall grass swayed in the stiff breeze. Colored blossoms bobbed and danced between the stalks, bright splotches of color like dots of paint still wet from the artists’ brush. Sunlight filled a sky empty of clouds and bluer than she’d ever seen. On the corner of her vision, Domerin Lorcasf stooped to … Read More Read More
Obsession Revisited Obsession Revisited By Megan Cutler | September 9, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment Domerin’s smile faltered and he rushed to replace it with a false approximation. His partner was sensitive to his moods these days, especially those remotely negative, and he wasn’t in the mood for another argument. For months Kail had gone on about the Winter Solstice Ball in the capital, so enamored with the idea of … Read More Read More
Stop Leaving Bodies in the Kitchen Stop Leaving Bodies in the Kitchen By Megan Cutler | August 19, 2016 | Comments 2 comments “Son of a-” Kestrel announced his arrival to the kitchen with a loud thud. Silkfoot echoed it moments later as he tried to stand and smacked his head against the interior of the cupboard into which he’d been leaning. He grunted, rubbed the sore spot on the side of his scalp and carefully extracted his … Read More Read More
Characters Go Out Together Characters Go Out Together By Megan Cutler | April 29, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment “It was a dark and stormy night.” Balancing the electric torch in one hand, Dormal illuminated his face while he wriggled the fingers of his free hand. He had perfected the ‘spooky’ voice in his teenage years, but his brother didn’t seem impressed. “Kind of cliché, isn’t it?” His brother arched an eyebrow, a teasing … Read More Read More
In Dreams In Dreams By Megan Cutler | April 8, 2016 | Comments 1 comment They came to her in dreams. Names and voices, images and events. Without context, they flooded the quiet hours of the night, leaving her to sort through them in the morning. To find meaning and act upon it. Just last night, a young man with hazy features attending her court spoke the title ‘mother’ in … Read More Read More