Want a New Amazon Kindle Paperwhite?

Everyone loves the chance to win prizes and if you like practicing your writing skills through prompts, you’re in luck.

Describli is and I quote, an online writing community that uses writing prompts to spark creativity and connect readers and writers.”   

Each day you receive four prompts. You can use them yo write poems, short stories or even, collaborate with another member to write. You can find out all the information you, and join by clicking, here. 

Now, for the good news. Ever month, Describli will be raffling off a prize to one of the members. This month it is a brand new Amazon Kindle Paperwhite. All you have to do is, become a member and invite your friends. Not bad, an opportunity to practice writing, increase visibility, readers and win prizes.

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How To Pick an Agent (and Live Happily Ever After)

Finding an agent is a thrilling and anxious time. I’m not at that point yet; however, I hope to be soon. Thanks to Ryan Lanz at A Writer’s Path, I have a blueprint, of sorts, to help me through the process. Thanks, Ryan for sharing this valuable information. Take it away.

Please note:  This was originally a guest  post contributed by Christina Dalcher. You can check out more of her articles on her blogChristina has a Ph.D. from Georgetown University in Phonology and Phonetics. 
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Breakfast of Champions

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Five Sentence Fiction – Breakfast

Be forewarned, my dark twist is back today.

 
He slammed the refrigerator door closed, rifled through the pantry, then came into view, dipping his fingers into an open jar of peanut butter.

“I can fix you breakfast,” she said, the tremor in her voice unmistakable.

He licked his fingers and ran a sticky hand up her thigh, “Nah, haven’t you heard, PB is like the breakfast of champions; I’m good.

She trembled, feeling the rope cut into her hands as she turned her face from the stench of her own fear, sweat, and peanut butter.

As he brushed, an errant curl from her face with the gun and murmured to her, she closed eyes and prayed.

Beats Me

100 Word Challenge for Grownups – Week #163 … but it was there just a moment ago.

The sound of loud pounding sent her hurrying to the front door.

“Who’s there?”

“FBI ma’am, open the door.”

She peeked out. “May I see identification?”

A tall, menacing man thrust his credentials out to her.

Her brow furrowed. “I don’t understand. Why are you here?”

“We have a search warrant, step back ma’am.”

“Oh my goodness,” she said, as the large group streamed past.

“Where’s your computer?”

She pointed down the hall, “My office.”

“Ma’am! Where’s your computer?”

Her eyes widened. “Oh my…but it was there a moment ago,” she said.

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