The task here is as simple as it is delicate, as difficult as it is complicated — go into the comments and write one sentence. No more. Just one entry. This sentence should be no more than fifteen words long. It will not be two sentences, but rather, just one. It needn’t be an opening line or a closing line. It need only be a sentence in a story that has not yet been written.
Then, next week, we will use these sentences to create a new story.
Length: one sentence, up to fifteen words, entered into the comment section below.
Due by: 8/19, noon EST.
Imagine your sentence.
Choose it wisely.
Write it down for all to see.
Leslie Bird Nuccio says:
He pushed her limp brown hair off of her blue face, the sirens closing in.
August 12, 2016 — 2:31 PM
AftenLocken says:
Disfigured metal, drenched in rancid sludge, left no question the Goldfish Mafia had struck again.
August 12, 2016 — 2:33 PM
jademwong says:
Like magic, she was sunshine in a hurricane, and you never let go of magic.
15 words exactly. Curious to see how this ties into next week’s story 😀
August 12, 2016 — 2:35 PM
StarNinja says:
This is actually 28 words. Disqualified! 😛
Anyways, I like it. Nice solid sentence.
August 12, 2016 — 8:03 PM
jademwong says:
LOL your comment gave me a mini heart attack because I know I counted the words before I submitted.
Thanks! 😀
August 12, 2016 — 8:46 PM
Faith says:
Sighing, she wrapped her long fingers around the mug, searching its dark contents.
August 12, 2016 — 2:40 PM
Wendy says:
The date was going well, but she had not, it seemed, noticed his tentacles.
August 12, 2016 — 2:48 PM
StarNinja says:
I totally read that as testicles at first. What a difference one word can make!
August 12, 2016 — 9:08 PM
Katherine says:
It had been the one prevailing truth of his life.
August 12, 2016 — 2:50 PM
powerjacob says:
He realized he was once married to a beautiful woman, and wondered who she was.
August 12, 2016 — 3:01 PM
jkflickinger says:
“The only thing I know is bad men die old.”
August 12, 2016 — 3:02 PM
Catkins says:
Hotdamn. I really like this one, it’s cinematic.
August 12, 2016 — 3:28 PM
H.R. Warren says:
Their judgment became his armor; their admonishment, his pride.
August 12, 2016 — 3:04 PM
Jessica Whiting says:
When her train matched speed with the freight, she took a deep breath and jumped.
August 12, 2016 — 3:05 PM
Christine Lashinski says:
I sank further into my chair with each ring of the phone.
August 12, 2016 — 3:13 PM
Anna says:
The wraith appeared two days after Grandma mortgaged Janie’s soul for a nice semi-detached in Tampa, Florida.
August 12, 2016 — 3:18 PM
Anna says:
Whoops, over the word limit: The wraith appeared two days after Grandma mortgaged Janie’s soul for a semi-detachedin Florida.
August 12, 2016 — 3:21 PM
Fatma Alici says:
Can a person really own too many swords?
August 12, 2016 — 3:23 PM
michala teelucksingh says:
I like this. It could go so many different ways
August 12, 2016 — 7:56 PM
Eric Pederson says:
She saw how the allure dripped away like honey leaving something naked, cold, and bitter.
August 12, 2016 — 3:27 PM
Paul LeBlanc says:
Using her fingers she reached into the hole where his eye was and he laughed.
August 12, 2016 — 3:28 PM
Kristi S. Simpson says:
The witch tried her new stew and realized the meat was too old, damn teenagers.
August 12, 2016 — 3:31 PM
ReneeBradshaw says:
Fun! And yes, damn teenagers
August 14, 2016 — 10:27 AM
Donald says:
He limped up the stairs and leaned on her doorbell.
August 12, 2016 — 3:34 PM
Thor P says:
She was the pin and he was the cushion, the black iron piercing his windpipe.
August 12, 2016 — 3:38 PM
LostCarlson says:
Dart could barely see over the steering wheel, let alone the road.
August 12, 2016 — 3:39 PM
Roxanne says:
Federation regulations mandate alien telepaths enter or exit human hosts during REM sleep only.
August 12, 2016 — 3:49 PM
dianadiehl1 says:
Without flinching, she walked forward and placed her hand lightly on the lacquered doorknob.
August 12, 2016 — 3:52 PM
Deb Hazell says:
And then it started ….
August 12, 2016 — 3:57 PM
Lisanne says:
Something in the shadows reached out and grabbed him, and the boy screamed.
August 12, 2016 — 4:04 PM
thesexiestwriter says:
The only people who never fail are the ones who never try.
August 12, 2016 — 4:09 PM
Ian Brown says:
The problem with dying is the interminable wait.
August 12, 2016 — 4:09 PM
M.A. Kropp says:
Most things that are lost can be found, if you know how to look.
August 12, 2016 — 4:12 PM
marydpierce says:
The sky was a baby blue-eyed wonder on the day the dead rained down.
August 12, 2016 — 4:15 PM
StarNinja says:
This looks like a job for Captain Alliteration! This sentence is all the right kinds of good. Mysterious, exciting, fun to say ten times fast. I like it.
August 12, 2016 — 8:06 PM
marydpierce says:
Thank you. The sentence actually came to me the night before when I couldn’t sleep. Popped into my head just like that, so I got up and wrote it down. I know what it means but I’m keeping its meaning a secret for the time being.
August 13, 2016 — 2:15 PM
Cheryl Rosbak says:
Unsure if the fungus was sapient, I waved back just to be safe.
August 12, 2016 — 4:16 PM
Rebecca Douglass says:
I love this. It doesn’t fit the other sentences I’m putting together, but I’m setting it aside for future reference 🙂
August 22, 2016 — 6:03 PM
Carl says:
There were pea-sized fragments of glass scattered half way across the sun-baked road.
August 12, 2016 — 4:18 PM
Tom Byrne says:
Snapping her book shut she left the room with a raised eyebrow, leaving me to decide if I should follow.
August 12, 2016 — 4:24 PM
mags says:
I shouldn’t have read the comments, I saw things there I can’t unsee
August 12, 2016 — 4:30 PM
jademwong says:
Oooh! I like this one 😉
August 12, 2016 — 8:47 PM
katemcone says:
A few weeks in Hell and the Devil decides I don’t belong here.
August 12, 2016 — 4:32 PM
sam says:
Maybe cleaning up the whole mess would be worse than just leaving it.
August 12, 2016 — 4:47 PM
JoAnn Anglin says:
We’ll try to explain it so the children understand.
August 12, 2016 — 4:54 PM
Laurie Jameson says:
The kitten died by my hand on that muggy summer afternoon.
August 12, 2016 — 4:56 PM
Caroline Clemens says:
Perfect accompaniment for art is quite simply, words; truly a fascinating production by a writer.
August 12, 2016 — 4:57 PM
angelomarcos says:
She holstered her weapon and smiled, the war was over.
August 12, 2016 — 4:58 PM
Sarah Brentyn says:
One never forgets betrayal.
August 12, 2016 — 5:02 PM
Dominist says:
This is a tale of heartache
August 12, 2016 — 5:08 PM
michala teelucksingh says:
I suddenly realized my pryomania had changed my life in the best possible way.
August 12, 2016 — 5:09 PM
M. D. Flyn (@mdflynwriter) says:
I used this one. A Pyro’s Little Friend
August 24, 2016 — 9:36 PM
Charles Junoir says:
We’re like pieces from ten different puzzles being forced together, but we have to try.
August 12, 2016 — 5:18 PM
C.M. Simpson says:
Sentience stood and watched the planet burn, dry-eyed and angry; tears would come later
August 12, 2016 — 5:19 PM
HRN says:
Your breath your coaxing your stare as your lips caress my frenulum.
August 12, 2016 — 5:23 PM
jacob thorne says:
Her eyes were as hard and sweet as candy, she had a dangerous innocence that few men could resist.
August 12, 2016 — 5:46 PM
Skye Overall says:
The moment my sleep-deprived eyes met his, I knew he would ruin my life.
August 12, 2016 — 5:51 PM
Eileen says:
I like this one.
August 15, 2016 — 12:45 PM
Ken McGovern says:
She belonged there, in the half light of the moon, where reality was a dream.
August 12, 2016 — 5:54 PM
Jenn Burroughs says:
The light illuminated twisted stone faces strewn across the seafloor, but not the creature’s face.
August 12, 2016 — 6:00 PM
Matthew (@ThewTheSlightly) says:
He tried to get up, but her boot pressed his face deeper into the muck.
August 12, 2016 — 6:17 PM
sahibashah says:
She went off on him, then off to the bridge, and off with her head.
August 12, 2016 — 6:17 PM