A Reverse Fairy Tale A Reverse Fairy Tale By Megan Cutler | March 17, 2017 | Comments 0 Comment Over on Tumblr I participate in the #writeblr community. Some have started posting spontaneous prompts and so far I’ve really enjoyed answering them. So much so that I wanted to share my responses here. These are written off the cuff, without any planning. Today’s prompt was a reverse fairy tale. . . . Rose had … Read More Read More
The Blessings of Marriage The Blessings of Marriage By Megan Cutler | March 10, 2017 | Comments 1 comment Every time I hit a multiple of ten with these writing prompts, I like to do something special. This time, I decided to re-write a prompt with the same character, in the same world, but at a different point in their timeline. And it just so happened I was struck by inspiration while I was … Read More Read More
Seventy Percent Success Rate; a Tale of Pride Seventy Percent Success Rate; a Tale of Pride By Megan Cutler | February 17, 2017 | Comments 0 Comment “I’ve noticed a disturbing trend.” “Oh?” The queen arched an eyebrow, peering across the short table at the head of her personal guard. Even at a private, informal meeting he was an imposing man. His dark eyes were full of storm clouds as his lips pressed into a thin line. A stray lock of black … Read More Read More
The Ultimate Key; a Tale of Greed The Ultimate Key; a Tale of Greed By Megan Cutler | February 10, 2017 | Comments 1 comment Of all the queen’s treasures, it was to the simple silver key she wore around her neck that Silkfoot’s eyes were continuously drawn. It was too plain to have been intended as a decoration, too ordinary to suit the fantastic nature of the woman who wore it. But he dared not ask about the adornment, … Read More Read More
Farewell 2016 Farewell 2016 By Megan Cutler | December 19, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment Part of me can’t believe it’s time to write my Christmas Hiatus post already; the part of me that’s still back in February, fresh back from watching Deadpool, before the year got super crazy. The rest of me is ready to get off the wild ride that 2016 has been and is hoping that next … Read More Read More
In Love and Trust In Love and Trust By Megan Cutler | December 16, 2016 | Comments 1 comment The pathetic little creature had been stalking him for about forty minutes now, darting beneath the nearest cover every time he half-turned his head. It seemed to be under the impression that hiding its face was enough to keep him from noticing the brightly colored legs shivering in the cold and wind. If not for … 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
I Trust Your Judgment I Trust Your Judgment By Megan Cutler | November 4, 2016 | Comments 1 comment With a mighty yawn, the tawny-colored cat stretched, letting his claws slip free of their sheaths, though he was careful not to catch them on any of his mistress’s blankets. He was tempted, for a moment, to curl back into the sunbeam, which had shifted a few inches since last he stirred, and return to … Read More Read More
Short and Sweet Short and Sweet By Megan Cutler | October 10, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment The day this goes live, my little brother will have just finished saying his vows. I will be fresh back from a whirlwind trip to the states (probably and hopefully deeply asleep). I’m sure it was a lovely wedding (though I’m writing in this in the past, so I don’t yet have details). In any … 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