- 24 Plot Prompt 6 | Day 6
After dinner with her parents, Genevieve finally stands up to her mother and decides, on the spur of the moment, to embark on a journey to France.
It’s time for her to find her feet. And she needs to do it in her own.
- 24 Plot Prompt 6 | Day 6
“Whew, didn’t want to miss that,” said the spider, heard only by the fly struggling in the web, to which is now began to creep. “Time for a snack.” The fly, whose body had not yet been host to a former human consciousness, continued to struggle but made no reply.
- 24 Plot Prompt 6 | Day 6
Zediah's story goal is threatened by the expedition's recent discovery.
- 24 Plot Prompt 5 | Day 5
Sally tries some of Mother's cuisine and meets another member of the family. Also: an earlier scene at a night club, as the inciting moment.
- 24 Plot Prompt 5 | Day 5
As Rayven turned the corner to find the train was pulling away from the platform. As she raced toward the train it began to pick up speed. She pumped her little legs as fast as she could. There was no way on earth she was missing this train. She leveled up to the caboose and leaped onto the train with all her might, slamming into the conductor knocking them into a heap on the floor. Untwining herself from the young conductor, she leapt to her feet. Rayven looked down at the young man, offered a hand to help him. He ignored the gesture, grumbling as he made his way to his feet.
- 24 Plot Prompt 5 | Day 5
Jessie runs into Cameron in a most unexpected place.
- 24 Plot Prompt 5 | Day 5
Lauren has seen Frank pull some dubious deals over the past two years, but this one is the absolute worst. He's offered to buy a valuable property from a vulnerable man at a fraction of its value. Lauren knows that if she intervenes, she'll lose her job and her future with Jason. But can she really stay with a man who is willing to go along with such immoral practise?
- 24 Plot Prompt 5 | Day 5
“Ah fuck it,” squeaked the snail as the life squished out of it. It had been on its way across the arch to the clematis stem on the other side. A nice juicy breakfast of leaves had been on the agenda. Now its formerly human consciousness attached itself to the body of a passing aphid, which rode a current of air onto an adjacent young hydrangea. “Danke,” it murmured and got about the business of eating.