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52 Weeks, 52 Short Stories

I’m referring to this as “A Year of Creativity”

On my Patreon, I’ll be posting a short story each week. Following these prompts. Some will be tier only pieces and others will be tier free! I’m really excited about these, mainly because I think it’ll be another great way to flex my creative muscle.

If you find any of these inspiring, I welcome you to join in on me in writing these prompts throughout the year! This is another goal and I hope I can stick to it, but I am okay with missing a week and fulfilling that prompt the following week.

Here’s to a creative and productive 2019!

[Link to Prompt list on Tumblr]

My Fiction

The Early Years – Miles & Casey

This is the first in a series called “The Early Years”. Miles and Casey are OC main characters from my upcoming book “Me, Moth. You, Flame.”

This is also free to read on my Ko-Fi! It’s treat free!

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The leaves begin to change in the small town of Whaling Cove. Each year, Autumn came and went as though it were simply visiting for the weekend. Much to Casey’s dismay. Each year, Whaling Cove turned their beloved boardwalk, into an Autumn Festival right before all the vendors closed down for winter. This year, while she and Miles celebrated their second anniversary, Casey had convinced him to take her to the festival.

“So we played games…” Miles tilts his head at Casey  “You knight in shining armor won your stuffed animals…”

“And now we get you cotton candy.” Casey chuckles softly, tugging Miles towards a small cart at the end of the boardwalk.

Miles laughs along, both of them picking up speed as they dart in between people, Casey looking back to smirk at Miles as they continue towards the cart.

“Two candy corns please” Casey grins at the older man standing behind the cart. “Hm…and a pumpkin cookie please.”

The man nods, handing Casey two fairly large bags of cotton candy and a smaller, wrapped cookie in the shape of a pumpkin with orange icing.

“Thanks man,” Miles says as he hands the older man money.

Casey hands Miles on of the bags of candy corn, tucking the other into her purse as they open their bags and lace their fingers together. Casey momentarily resting her head on Miles’s shoulder as they walk back down the opposite way of the boardwalk.

“Can you believe we’ve been together for two years?” Casey asks, turning her head to look at Miles

“I can but I also can’t. High school is over in less than a year.” Miles grins playfully as he tosses a candy corn in his mouth, nearly dropping the bag “You’re gonna go off to college and do great things, while I hang out here. Hoping my band gets signed before they all give up on the dream too…”

“You all are going to get scouted” Casey smiles before raising her arm in the air “You all are fantastic!”

Miles stops walking, tugging Casey into his arms as he presses his lips to hers. Both of them smiling into the kiss as people around them smile. Miles and Casey had been an item since the homecoming dance their Sophomore year. Both had big dreams. Miles hoping his band would finally get their big break, while Casey dreams of dorm rooms and studying Journalism.

Despite both of their dreams pulling them in separate directions, neither seemed to mind much.

“I love you” Casey whispers, pulling back slightly from the kiss.

“I love you too…pumpkin,” Miles says, his lips quivering before he finally gives in and breaks out into a fit of laughter.

“Cheeky” Casey chuckles as they resume walking

They make it down to the end of the boardwalk, the bottom of their shoes tapping on the cement as Miles walks Casey back to her house just a few blocks away. As they round the corner, they spot Cleo dancing on the front porch. Cleo is five years younger than Casey and the best dancer in the seventh grade.

“Don’t kiss in front of me!” Cleo yells out, before bursting out into a fit of giggles

“Kiss me now or she’s gonna make a scene” Casey chuckles

Miles smirks, pulling Casey off of the sidewalk as he leans against a tree. He drops his bag of candy corn on the grass covered in orange and red leaves. His hands cup her cheeks, a couple of his fingers sticky, leaving behind a sugary residue on Casey’s cheek.

“On second thought…it would’ve been funny to just freak her out too” Casey smiles, playfully tousling Miles’s hair before she takes off running

“Hey! You have my candy corn!” Miles laughs as he calls out to her

“Not if Cleo eats it first! You both are gross!” Casey laughs loudly as she runs up onto her porch, joining Cleo in her dance as the music plays.

Miles runs a hand through his hair and lets out a soft laugh. He picks his bag of candy corn up off of the ground, picking off a leaf as he tucks it into his back pocket, before jogging over to Casey’s and hanging out with them for the rest of the night.