May 31: Simon Kewin
May 31, 2011
He longed to caress her iridescent skin, entwine his limbs with hers. But love with an antimatter being could never end well.
Simon @SimonKewin is writing down everything he knows, one word at a time. http://spellmaking.blogspot.com
May 28: A. S. Andrews
May 28, 2011
Giving in to wind’s wrath, the bottlebrush shrub dips bristles low, stroking her head, marking her sweet red for the killer bees coming.
A. S. Andrews writes all kinds of things. @a_s_andrews / http://www.asandrews.com
May 26: S. Kay
May 26, 2011
Hummingbirds simultaneously leave red feeders and attack the man carrying a pesticide spray tank, tiny beaks tearing bits of him off.
S. Kay is a coordinated @blueberrio.
May 24: Charlene Hardin
May 24, 2011
I could drink in the beauty of this rose tree, forever, she mused. Removing a straw from her purse, she did just so.
Charlene @knotanes is a wife, mother and street-painting writer who blogs at knotane.wordpress.com.
May 21: A. S. Andrews
May 21, 2011
Wet wings unfurl too soon. She falls from high, drags slow through warm cement, trailing red velvet, fleeing cascading screes of death.
A. S. Andrews writes all kinds of things. @a_s_andrews / http://www.asandrews.com
May 19: C.E. Hyun
May 19, 2011
She was made of petals. They began to lift up and float away. She was more beautiful as a memory. Melancholy in life is hard to bear.
C.E. Hyun is a law student. She twitters @ce_hyun and websites @www.cehyun.com.
May 17: Milo James Fowler
May 17, 2011
Grandpa’s new Bluetooth hearing aid is special. He can receive phantom calls from recent fatalities: death-in-progress caught in the ether.
Milo James Fowler (@mfowler76) is a teacher by day, writer by night. Visit him anytime:
May 14: Robert Shmigelsky
May 14, 2011
drips from snow-white clouds/off clearing skies/to below/goddess/tears.
Robert is an aspiring fantasy writer trying to improve and better organize his writing.
May 12: Sara Fowler
May 12, 2011
May 10: S. Kay
May 10, 2011
The robot’s nanomachete slices through bramble. Little eyes turn to the noise in the woods. They can’t read the mine’s logo.
S. Kay is a spherical @blueberrio.
