As If This Was Going to Work As If This Was Going to Work By Megan Cutler | June 10, 2016 | Comments 1 comment He was accustomed to the darkness, to its tranquility. But he didn’t allow himself to be lulled by the light tapping of tree branches against the windows, or the subtle hiss of wind through the chimney. As he waited in the darkness of his familiar living room, he waited for one sound, an inevitable pattern … 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
Can You See Yourself For What You Are? Can You See Yourself For What You Are? By Megan Cutler | April 22, 2016 | Comments 1 comment The lash of the whip summoned a high-pitched wail, not quite human, not quite feline. Each cry pierced deeper until the screams tore through his core. It hurt more than if the punishing blows had fallen against his flesh. He strained once more against his bonds. Sharp metal scraped against barely healed wounds. He ignored … Read More Read More
Very Few are Left Very Few are Left By Megan Cutler | February 26, 2016 | Comments 2 comments He’d never been one for shadowy organizations, backroom meetings or hiding beneath the cowl of a cloak. Yet he seemed to live his life by it these days. Granted, showing his face near a patch of civilization was a veritable death sentence, but all the slinking still felt strange. He was no strange to stealth, … Read More Read More
Only Human Only Human By Megan Cutler | February 12, 2016 | Comments 2 comments “What have you found?” The voice echoed strangely in his ears, reverberating through the vaults of his mind. “It’s only a human.” The ground – at least, what he thought was the ground, rushed up to meet him. His left shoulder impacted the cool surface, sending a sharp jolt down the left side of his … Read More Read More
Domerin; An Introduction Domerin; An Introduction By Megan Cutler | January 18, 2016 | Comments 14 comments I’ve been writing about Domerin for awhile now. He’s one of my favourite characters, largely because he manifests with such strength. I think it’s time to give him a proper introduction. Who is Domerin Lorcasf? (This was made by the lovely and talented Beth Alvarez) Here he is! You may have noticed that Domerin dominates … Read More Read More
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
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
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
Going Deeper – Domerin’s Day Going Deeper – Domerin’s Day By Megan Cutler | November 23, 2015 | Comments 1 comment I’ve been exploring the art of connecting to a character’s headspace using writing prompts to delve into their psyche. This week I decided to go a bit deeper by incorporating the answers from my writing exercises into a scene from Domerin’s perspective. Enjoy! … He rarely needed his alarm anymore. He set it every night … Read More Read More