• Café Life is the Colony's main hangout, watering hole and meeting point.

    This is a place where you'll meet and make writing friends, and indulge in stratospherically-elevated wit or barometrically low humour.

    Some Colonists pop in religiously every day before or after work. Others we see here less regularly, but all are equally welcome. Two important grounds rules…

    • Don't give offence
    • Don't take offence

    We now allow political discussion, but strongly suggest it takes place in the Steam Room, which is a private sub-forum within Café Life. It’s only accessible to Full Members.

    You can dismiss this notice by clicking the "x" box

July Flash Club Contest

Invest in You. Get Full Membership now.
Status
Not open for further replies.
She made a poor job of hiding the damage. Elmer's glue was never meant to hold ceramic together, but it was all she had. Dust slipped between her fingers as she tried to put it back inside. All cleaned up, she lifted it back to the shelf.

"Edith!" her mom shrieked, and grandpa's urn shattered again.
 
She made a poor job of hiding the damage. She pushed her brother past the kitchen as fast as she could.

"Stop right there!" Mom never missed anything. "Is that blood?"

"Just dirt," she mumbled.

"You were playing with rubber band guns again," mom scolded.

And that's how her brother got the scar.
 
Invest in You. Get Full Membership now.
Status
Not open for further replies.

Latest Articles By Litopians

  • The Joy of Lit Mags
    While my first novel is tentatively making its way towards agents who already have too much to read, ...
  • Advertising and Social Media
    There has been much discussion in writing circles about how much a writer has to self-promote these ...
  • Future Abstract: Fights at Night
    SATIRE ALERT: The following abstract is entirely fictional and does not represent actual events or s ...
  • Great Novel Openings Quiz
    As writers, we all know how important it is to grip the reader from the very start. Intriguing, surp ...
  • In The Summertime
    In the early seventies, I had a semi-Afro hairstyle and a shaggy beard. . I thought I looked like th ...
  • Working with a Literary Agent
    The Querying In a previous post I mentioned that I was back in the query trenches. To recap, my earl ...
  • Danger! Danger!
    What is perhaps the most feared creature of the Borneo rainforest, I hear you ask? Who is the King o ...
Back
Top