Wednesday, April 27, 2016

A to Z: Short Beginnings W

2016 THEME: Short Stories - at least the beginnings thereof.
YOUR PART: Throw out names, themes, random words or situations using the letter of the day and I'll pick some of them to include in the opening paragraphs of a short story.
WHY: I'm most inspired when there's a challenge involved. Usually that means an opening line or a theme. This month: your words.

My creative blender awaits your W word suggestions in the comments section. Stop by tomorrow's post to read the story you inspired.

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V story (I liked this one so much that I actually finished it, but I'm only posting the opening here. Thanks for the inspiration to warm up for next month, where I attempt to write a short story every day.)

An afternoon of daydreaming amongst the wildflowers seemed the perfect way to forget about Kevin Valentine. The violets were blooming, both purple and white, which were her favorite, but each time her fingers plunged into the mass of heart-shaped leaves, she was reminded of the pain lodged deep in her chest.
She crumpled the delicate stems and threw the flowers to the ground. He thought he could sweet talk her into giving him what he wanted and then toss her aside? That villainous bastard had no idea who he was crossing.
Vanessa raised her face to the sky, gathering the summons to the winds. She rested a single finger on the vein on her neck, timing her words with the beat of her heart she felt there. Once the spell had been cast, she shed her clothes and gave a valedictory wave to the school uniform. The rumbled pile of cloth mocked her and the life she'd so desperately wanted to have, the one she'd begged her father for.
Already she could feel his begrudging gift of a human guise falling away, the soft, brown skin of her hands returning to their usual rough, grey-brown flecked with moss. Leaves sprouted in her long hair as it whipped around her face in the rising wind. Her cousins at the edge of the field swayed, murmuring of her return. Soon her father would hear and he would toss his victory in her face.


  1. Oh, that was Very good!!! I'm glad Kevin Valentine is out of her life--he was probably a bastard!

    willow, wonderous, wormwood, wiley

  2. Oooh, I love this beginning! Clearly Kevin Valentine had no idea who he was dealing with!

  3. The letters are getting harder! X is the one that messes me up every single year.

  4. That was a powerful opening, no wonder you were inspired to keep going!

    Wonder. Wake. Wink. Windswept.

    Rosa Temple writes...

  5. Glad she's rid of him, he sounds like a prize jerk!

    Water, whisper, whodunit, wooden, wasteful, Winnie, wireless, worrisome

  6. Spooky story! Gald you were inspired to finish it.



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