Short Story: Toro’s mom is the real MVP

Yep. That’s the working title as written in my Scrivener, and since this was just a little writing exercise to break through my block over the holidays, that’s what I’m keeping it.

Can you guess what I’ve been doing over the break?
This one doesn’t get its own process post, because the process was literally this: me standing at work, staring into the distance, and thinking word for word: ‘I’m gonna write a story about a kid with a broken leg.’ And then I did. Simple.

 

Toro’s mom is the real MVP
by Indigo Haunt

After three days of laying in bed with his leg propped up, Toro was getting antsy. Continue reading “Short Story: Toro’s mom is the real MVP”

Short Story: The Gentleman Without a Shadow

Behold! I have a new short story for you today.

Gotta say, I’m really proud of this one. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! There’s also a little post talking about the process of writing this one here!

 

 

The Gentleman Without A Shadow
By Indigo Haunt

 

Everything had stemmed from a simple mistake; a misunderstanding. A great many things tend to start that way.
He had been out for a walk in the woods. He had no intention of returning from that walk. Most walking in those woods didn’t; when you went out there, it was to become entangled in the roots of the trees, to dangle as a wayward leaf from one of their branches, to lay down by a stream and sink away into the mud of its bank. Aokigahara was not a place one merely went for a walk.
He was out for a walk. Continue reading “Short Story: The Gentleman Without a Shadow”

Short Story: Apparently cinnamon rolls mean a lot to some people.

Happy weekend, all!

Exciting stuff – I’ve actually mailed out my first short story submission, so when that inevitably blows up in my face I’ll have a brand new, shiny short story for you! (One which I’m very proud of, actually – I almost hope it’s rejected so I can post it here all the sooner!)

In the meantime, though, have a silly little thing I wrote a few months ago for practice. This one doesn’t deserve the pretty formatted PDF treatment, I don’t think – it’s pretty funny though, if I do say so myself. This is from when I was playing around with third person POV for basically the first time ever. I had also just spent an entire day struggling to, you guessed it, bake vegan cinnamon rolls. It went great up until the baking part.

BTdubs, if anyone out there has any thoughts on that – assuming I’m not just screaming into the void here – do let me know in the comments if you prefer the pretty formatted PDFs or just straight up text thrown onto the page. I’m still feeling out this whole ‘blogging’ business.

Enjoy, and I hope your weekend is full of cinnamon rolls!

 

Continue reading “Short Story: Apparently cinnamon rolls mean a lot to some people.”