Hello! This is another challenge set forth by the great Chuck Wendig. Once again, my gorgeous Melon goddess tore apart herself with me... the idea behind this prompt was so simple... but goodness me it was difficult. Also once again... I have no idea what this is 🤣🤣🤣 it is obviously fictional and ... fantasy...… Continue reading Into The Raw
This is another challenge set forth by the great Chuck Wendig. Once again, my gorgeous Melon goddess did this with me too. I know she will post hers soon. We are both running late, as per usual. Go check hers out. If she hasn't posted it yet, just go read something else on her blog.… Continue reading Unicorns and Candy Guns
This is for the Chuck Wendig's Fiction Challenge. This week, we had to Google image search "strange photos" and then pick one. Because I am chicken, I convinced my sister - Mel Gutiér, the princess of Melons -to do this with me. Please go check out her story too. This isn't my normal sort of… Continue reading The Floating Room
The books I've read have always explained blood as smelling "coppery" or "metallic." They're not wrong, but they're not right either. Yes. I could detect that old-penny tang in the air, but there were other things too. They never mention the rot of it. The butcher shop meatiness. The piss and shit part that will undoubtedly be there. Because if there is so much blood you can smell it, then someone is either dead or about to be. A bandaid would no longer help them. Blood doesn't just smell like loose change. I should know. I was covered in it.