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
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
I Have a Smile for Every Occasion I Have a Smile for Every Occasion By Megan Cutler | November 27, 2015 | Comments 0 Comment They were dangerous men. One look at their gruff, scarred faces and their smug, hungry grins was all it took to identify them. They were the kind of men who enjoyed life’s excesses without wanting to work for them. Liars, cheaters, and murderers. And they were armed, despite the station’s regulations. With vibro-blades, more than … 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
I Did the Right Thing I Did the Right Thing By Megan Cutler | November 20, 2015 | Comments 2 comments “Let’s go over it one more time.” When he didn’t respond, the chief paused, glancing up from the constant rustle of paper to arch an eyebrow. “Lorcasf?” “Of course.” Domerin tried not to sigh. The chief was only doing her job, after all, and the situation warranted a thorough report. He wasn’t on trial, no … Read More Read More
She Woke to Birdsong She Woke to Birdsong By Megan Cutler | November 13, 2015 | Comments 0 Comment When she woke to birdsong, she knew it was going to be a horrible day. For one, it was far too early to be awake. She guessed the sun had only just risen and she hadn’t been allowed to sleep until well into the night. Secondly, the paper-thin walls of her so-called tent had barely … Read More Read More
First Time Getting Drunk First Time Getting Drunk By Megan Cutler | November 6, 2015 | Comments 1 comment He was told he made a comical sight, hovering behind the bar with two tentacles perched at right angles to mimic elbows while a second set of delicate limbs rubbed a towel across the glistening wet surface of a mug. It seemed perfectly natural to him, but humans were particular about their norms. When he … Read More Read More
An Overheard Remark An Overheard Remark By Megan Cutler | October 30, 2015 | Comments 1 comment “You don’t have to use the window, you know.” “Hello to you too, darling.” Silkfoot tossed the cream-colored waves of his hair over one shoulder. He didn’t normally leave signs of his entry, but this particular friend was sensitive to intrusions. Not that Crescent hadn’t smelled him the moment he opened the door. “You just … Read More Read More
This Will Be the Last Time This Will Be the Last Time By Megan Cutler | October 23, 2015 | Comments 0 Comment Dearest Little Star, This will be the last letter I have chance to write before we reach Abregia’s court. If we cannot talk some sense into him, I fear this war will be lost. The Kar’Shi are more relentless than we imagined. If they had spoken with such silver tongues before the council, we may … Read More Read More