Tag: Red Writing Hood Prompt

Prompt:  The Lady Waits

Prompt: The Lady Waits

  Missing parts of Anna’s story?  Find the rest of it here! “…But, but, wait!”  the mousy little housekeeper, friend… Anna wasn’t quite sure what he was, but she watched as he bounded off after Alain’s retreating coattails a second time.  Anna did not bother to listen for the bickering.  […]

Posted April 27, 2012 in Writing // 5 Comments //
Prompt:  Mister Hartford

Prompt: Mister Hartford

The rolling gardens seemed to reach their thorny branches around the black carriage as the horses slowly pulled them towards the door.  Her companion rolled out first and offered assistance, glancing nervously at his pocket watch for the twenty-third time since they left her house.  She took his sweaty hand […]

Posted March 16, 2012 in Writing // 10 Comments //
Prompt:  Messenger

Prompt: Messenger

She stood in the doorway for a while and watched him, the sniveling idiot.  He sat on one of Papa’s least favorite chairs; Papa said you could tell a man by the seat he chose.  This chair was particularly uncomfortable and positioned in such a place that either he was […]

Posted March 9, 2012 in Writing // 13 Comments //
Prompt:  A Rainy Night in Dusseldorf

Prompt: A Rainy Night in Dusseldorf

It was a rainy night in Dusseldorf, but then again, Mary imagined it was raining everywhere in the world.  Growing up in London had that affect on people.  Even tucked in the corner of her favorite German bakery, she found herself ignoring the steaming cup of tea and staring at […]

Posted March 2, 2012 in Writing // 12 Comments //
Prompt: A Lady’s Engagement

Prompt: A Lady’s Engagement

“Why, there you are sugarplum!  Have you been sitting here all this time?” Anna looked over her shoulder at the maid waddling down to her in a homespun dress and her hair falling down in strings around her copper face.  She smiled and fluttered her fan, enjoying the small breeze […]

Posted February 7, 2012 in Writing // 7 Comments //
Prompt:  To Be Free

Prompt: To Be Free

Jenny stood on her toes and closed her eyes.  An empty stage, threadbare curtains open.  Rudolphus was working on the light fixtures near the back of the house.  Klaus and Gina were at the piano, working on the latest song for the new performance.  It was a love song, and […]

Posted February 3, 2012 in Writing // 16 Comments //
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