lei fraser

imagine.create.become

Category: Storytelling

  • Silence stood in the door way like a dare. She stood and waited, not knowing what to do next. Her indecision would cost her dearly.

  • Silence stood in the door way like a dare. She stood and waited, not knowing what to do next. Her indecision would cost her dearly.

  • Deep night approached, walking in crooked lines down the street. She was tempted to leave, to join the wandering line. To follow.

  • Instead, Ren sat still, listening through the window. Waiting for the call. The whisper she’d been waiting for.

  • Deep night approached, walking in crooked lines down the street. She was tempted to leave, to join the wandering line. To follow.

  • Instead, Ren sat still, listening through the window. Waiting for the call. The whisper she’d been waiting for.

  • This afternoon, someone posted a very interesting list on the Diving Deeper workshop board: “10 reasons why I write”. I have no idea where the list emerged from, and it doesn’t matter. The concept of the list made me think about the reasons why I write. I don’t know that I have ever outright questions…

  • Shh… you are being too loud Alone. Sitting there, hiding in the corner, waiting to be noticed, waiting to be loved, waiting to be welcomed. I know you can see me across the room. I am the one laughing, surrounded by the longer, more sour faces. I am waiting too. I am waiting for you.…

  • new assignment – write the first paragraph of a novel. 20 minutes of writing whatever comes up.~ Neva rushed to catch the door of the apartment building before it swung shut and left her locked out in the street. She shivered as she shook off the slush and snow that had piled quickly onto her…

  • There was a sharp knock on the door. Monica ignored it. “Aren’t you going to answer that?” Steve asked. Monica refused to look up.

  • There was a sharp knock on the door. Monica ignored it. “Aren’t you going to answer that?” Steve asked. Monica refused to look up.

  • ‘I told you never, ever bring it up again’ he said,slamming his hand on the table. Jack watched his brother. The truth hung in between them. ‘I swear, I don’t want to hear another word about it from you.’ Danny shouted. Jack walked started to walk away. “Brothers stick together”Jack did not turn around when…