Your task this week is simple:
I want you to come up with a single sentence.
Just one.
No more than thirteen words long.
This sentence is meant to be the end of a story. The last sentence.
You can deposit this sentence in the comments below.
Again: just one, please.
Not a whole story.
Just one sentence — the end to an as-yet-incomplete story.
Do this by next Friday, the 18th, noon EST.
Begin.
michala says:
The children formed a circle, lifted their heads, and watched as the body disappeared into the sky.
August 12, 2017 — 2:40 PM
lbahr8 says:
He rode into the sunset on a pale horse, and hell followed with him.
August 12, 2017 — 3:08 PM
Jim says:
The body dissolved, yet its voice whispered, “there is but one way this ends.”
August 12, 2017 — 3:55 PM
BillyHigginsPeery says:
I didn’t learn much, but it was a fun ride.
August 12, 2017 — 4:28 PM
Pavowski says:
They didn’t look that much alike, but she didn’t care anymore.
August 12, 2017 — 4:52 PM
Paul Grignon says:
Catholic fucking Friday night. “Goddamn French toast–again?”
Time for some charred flesh.
August 12, 2017 — 7:47 PM
Paul Grignon says:
from jaghelle@yahoo.com:
I didn’t listen to that little voice deep within me like she said.
August 12, 2017 — 8:12 PM
jakashadows says:
“Congratulations! You beat the final boss! Are you ready for the ultimate boss?”
August 12, 2017 — 9:03 PM
Joan Mistretta says:
“What?” he thought calmly as he felt his feet, in the heavy boots, rise up behind him “What was it I was…”
August 12, 2017 — 9:26 PM
Helene Jutras (@Campagnonades) says:
And that’s why we homeschool.
August 12, 2017 — 10:35 PM
Aj Bise says:
“What’s left,” he shrugged “but to eat the neighbors?” as he sauntered away…
August 12, 2017 — 10:37 PM
outrageousactsofwriting says:
Casual Encounters of Suburban Zombies
Food is Not Enough
Exodus 20:17
Pecking Order
Your ending line got my brain up and moving this morning. Thanks for that!
August 17, 2017 — 8:09 AM
Aj Bise says:
Lindsay thought, “He’s nobodies fool, he’ll not be giving his heart away again.”
August 18, 2017 — 11:14 AM
Doug Daniel says:
The cell-door closed with a terrible sound.
August 12, 2017 — 11:38 PM
Charles Junior says:
Kings can die, Cities might fall, and Empires will crumble, but ol’ Jackonis is eternal.
August 13, 2017 — 1:09 AM
Ridley Kemp says:
Everything was back to normal, but they would never make eye contact again.
August 13, 2017 — 1:21 AM
the story hive says:
Maybe that’s not only the adrenalin – but I really don’t care!
August 13, 2017 — 7:33 AM
Bryan Wayne says:
Huh… It’s true. You really do piss yourself when you die.
August 13, 2017 — 9:41 AM
outrageousactsofwriting says:
Seared into his words, humanity’s death kiss, “God fearing people, now fear me.”
August 13, 2017 — 10:22 AM
Trey_Swindu says:
They walked through doors of fear and regret,kicking ass and taking names.
August 13, 2017 — 10:33 AM
Ron Toland says:
Next time, I’ll leave the gibbon at home.
August 13, 2017 — 1:11 PM
Patti Rose says:
She stood and watched as the cottage burned.
August 13, 2017 — 3:11 PM
pulplives says:
And Ms. Quill was still dead… so now you know.
August 13, 2017 — 3:53 PM
inkgrrl says:
The last thing he saw was his father, falling brightly through the sky.
August 13, 2017 — 4:30 PM
Adan Ramie says:
The sun went out and the creatures of Earth rejoiced.
August 13, 2017 — 6:20 PM
Charlottesville Jen says:
When every neo-Nazi in town had burnt to a crisp, the townspeople cheered.
August 13, 2017 — 8:41 PM
Anna says:
Free of its brittle cage, the clockwork heart spread its wings and flew.
August 14, 2017 — 1:06 AM
LC says:
“Yes, I’m alive, try harder next time you try to kill me”
August 14, 2017 — 3:51 AM
Seren says:
Meera nodded and said, “In that case, I think we should get another fern.”
August 14, 2017 — 4:19 AM
Nellie says:
The stars sparkled above, as if agreeing with what was said.
August 14, 2017 — 9:50 AM
Matthew X. Gomez says:
The rain started, hard as nails, washing my sins down the storm drain.
August 14, 2017 — 9:54 AM
aimeethere says:
The smoke was blue and grey and smelled like a promise.
August 14, 2017 — 1:04 PM
janeishly says:
I like this – lots of slightly sinister things this could end with!
August 16, 2017 — 3:51 AM
Dirck says:
And still, despite all their efforts, the sleeper slept on.
August 14, 2017 — 3:35 PM
Lindsay Powis says:
The door cracked open, and there she was with sunlight streaming in behind her.
August 14, 2017 — 3:44 PM
Echoe Jones says:
Here, the poison rests until the next fateful Tuesday.
August 14, 2017 — 4:34 PM
M.R. Dorough says:
Wincing in pain, he watched the sun set over the burning city.
August 14, 2017 — 4:56 PM
Vicente L Ruiz says:
No more tears, no more screams.
August 15, 2017 — 4:46 AM
notebookaficionado says:
I took one last look around the place before setting fire to it; it’s what she would have wanted.
August 15, 2017 — 6:18 AM
Clover says:
Her boat continued across the endless sea, the piper her constant oarsman, the great moon her only goal and vision.
August 15, 2017 — 7:56 AM
no128s says:
The peace of darkness enveloped her as she recognized that her task was complete.
August 15, 2017 — 8:51 AM
HB McCarthy says:
When she opened her eyes, she realized none of it was real.
August 15, 2017 — 10:44 AM
Christa Allan says:
And that was the last time I would die.
August 15, 2017 — 1:30 PM
Skye says:
And that is why I hate spiders.
August 16, 2017 — 4:24 AM
janeishly says:
Yes, he’d have to do something about Layla. Just maybe not yet.
August 16, 2017 — 8:20 AM
dammityammit says:
In a cold, calm place past terror, Meriam laughed.
August 16, 2017 — 6:42 PM
hugobernardblog says:
The forest was ablaze with ten thousand girls whirling about in bright red, yellow and orange skirts.
August 16, 2017 — 9:30 PM
Dante Celestinus says:
“This may be it,” he murmured alone in the dark.
August 17, 2017 — 6:07 AM
Diana Culda says:
Perfect. I can totally paint this sentence XD
August 17, 2017 — 4:11 PM
Adam says:
“Sorry but…. what the fuck just happened!?”
August 17, 2017 — 8:48 AM
Michelle Baillargeon says:
Aggie watched the dark sky; it’s empty she thought, but not for long.
August 17, 2017 — 1:02 PM
L. K. Grant says:
No Queen worth the iron in her blood would do differently.
August 17, 2017 — 3:43 PM
theportlandpandareviewsmovies says:
Meloq’s blood dripped onto his ivory blade, now rusted shut in its sheath.
August 17, 2017 — 4:49 PM