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Vampire Book Group – an ISG Writing Exercise

These words were chosen:

  • Cookie
  • Practical
  • Silver

And these blurbs were written within five minutes….Enjoy! 🙂

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DESIREE MATLOCK:

I brought a tray of cookies out to the living room, but there wasn’t any room on the coffee table beside the dozens of other goodies we had already brought out. I’d overdone it maybe, because I’d made it past silver and ceramic trays into the silly plastic kinds from the bottom of the cabinet.

Jess stopped me before I tipped something off the low table, “I think it might be more practical to bring in a folding table in from the garage and set it up against the wall. This Vampire Book Group probably won’t eat all of this, and they might need the space for their books or notes or whatever.”

“Sure, although this doesn’t even seem adequate for twenty people.”

“Oh, it’s more than adequate,” Jess said. I didn’t understand, but believed her. She’d asked me to host, something up with her apartment after all. She’d thanked me repeatedly for inviting them, but I was happy to help.

After we brought the table back, and I’d rearranged all the food, I asked Jess what book they were reviewing in the Book Club.

“Eat Pray Love,” she answered, helping me rearrange the tea tray.

“That’s not a Vampire book,” I said, confused.

Jess’ eyes seemed to be glowing somewhat as she turned to me, smiled oddly and responded, “No… it’s not.”

LISA BARRY:

Marni looked at the silver frosting on the cookie and wondered how the color was gotten. Did they put actual silver in the frosting? Wasn’t silver bad for the body? It was certainly bad for her body. Being a fairly new werewolf, Marni stayed as far from silver as she could. But would the cookie’s frosting have the same effect?

Roydan, her maker, was buying the bakery clean out of croissants. Apparently, the rival pack they were visiting had a fondness of the baked good and since they were trying to work out a truce, bring them seemed like a game booster.

Being a lawyer in her precious life, Marni was brought along as the practical and mostly law abiding XXX. She actually enjoyed it and hoped that they would come to an agreement that would get her a feather in her cap.

She preferred arbitrating too her courtroom law days and despite the pain of the change, this new life suited her well.

The smell of death brought her head down from the clouds and she glanced furtively around the bakery. Roydan had straightened she noticed but it was a new and different smell of death.

Roydan whispered for her ears only, “Vampire.”

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JM PAQUETTE:

Cookie considered the silver dress, which was more practical than the gold strings that were somehow supposed to cover key parts of her body. Still, she thought, holding the thin tube of silver mesh and lace out in front of her, the silver didn’t seem to do much more.

She cursed, knowing that even she called for another dress, the alien servant would just bring her something more outlandish, insisting that covering skin was rude, that the more material she wore, the more offended her hosts would be.

She glared at the metal band around her wrist, knowing that she still had hours to go before the machine teleported her back. She was going to give the Home Office so much crap for this when she got back.

Why did she have to end up in the stripper alien world? This place was clearly meant for Brittany; she stripped regularly and for fun, like on stage. She would know exactly what to do with those strings.

It’s because my name is Cookie, she fumed, dragging the silver “dress” over her head and struggling to make it fit properly. Everyone just assumed things.

She thought of her mother’s love for chocolate chips and baking and sighed. The world was a lot simpler back then, back before teleporting and galaxy hopping and Home Offices that judged people by birth names instead of previous professions or even current hobbies.

She took in her appearance in the mirror.

Not bad, she allowed. If she had to do this, at least she looked good by Home Office standards.

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ANNE CARGILE:

The coven sat around the table, waiting in eager anticipation for the return of their beloved, and long-lost member. The table was laid as if for high tea, and each witch (or warlock) sat with barely suppressed glee at the array of treats, cookies, and scones before them.

The food wasn’t just for indulgence, but also had a practical purpose. It was awfully difficult to get angry at a fellow witch (or warlock) when delightful blends of flour, animal fat, and sugar spun into deliriously decadent concoctions were melting on the tongue.

A witch with silver in her hair shifted a bit as the silence stretched out. The aromas of tea and cakes continued to create salivating mouths. A warlock gently wiped his mouth with a napkin. The clock chimed the hour, witching hour of course and all heads turned as one to the doorway as a small blue dragon flew in and settled on the mahogany chair at the end of the table.

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DARK LEGENDS Release Day!

Hi everyone! The annual Ink Slingers Guild book: Dark Legends released TODAY! It’s a *killer* read!

Just click on the image below and zip on over to Amazon for your copy!

The Ink Slinger’s Guild kills it once again with a creepy collection of short stories. Every story is required to have a pumpkin involved, in whatever way the author delights. 

House in the Wood by Alanna J. Rubin

Daegon Rell has mourned the loss of his love for centuries. When an unexpected package arrives, his perception of the past will be challenged and, perhaps, holds promise of a future he never thought possible.

Magyc and Mayhem at Winter’s Eve by Nicole DragonBeck

All summer Tillie Harper had dreamed of winning the green ribbon for her pumpkins at this years Winter’s Eve festival. In none of those dreams had she imagined doing anything like setting a demon loose in the little town of Lillihaven.

Immigrants by JM Paquette

When his mother-in-law died, Jeff expected to clean out her house. He did not expect to discover a secret that would cause him to question everything he knows about his wife.

Carving a Name for Oneself by Brandon Scott

A pumpkin carved: a life improved. But as with everything, there’s a cost. 

Ghosted by Desiree Matlock

Their online relationship seemed perfect, but then Rhys ghosted her. Now, on Halloween, he shows up out of the blue to fix things. All seems great except for the fact that he’s dead. Can Grace and her friends solve him from disappearing after Halloween ends? 

Diana by Erika Lance

It’s his DNA. It’s his fingerprint. But he has an alibi. What’s next?

Bloody Thursdays by Lisa Barry

Would the day end well for a change? Some days start off dull and end dull. Other days start off that way and then move to hope and then to death or maybe even to love. Grace’s day had changed so many ways she was a little worried about how it might end.

Special Bonus Story! 

Cracks and Tethers is a round robin ghost story; meaning several of these amazing authors wrote one after the other to create an entertaining read for you! 

You will love this book because who doesn’t love a mix of fun, thrills and Halloween!

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DARK LEGENDS Pre-Order!

Hi everyone! The annual Ink Slingers Guild book: Dark Legends releases on October 1st! We are sooooooo excited! It’s a *killer* read!

Just click on the image below and zip on over to Amazon to pre-order your copy!

The Ink Slinger’s Guild kills it once again with a creepy collection of short stories. Every story is required to have a pumpkin involved, in whatever way the author delights. 

House in the Wood by Alanna J. Rubin

Daegon Rell has mourned the loss of his love for centuries. When an unexpected package arrives, his perception of the past will be challenged and, perhaps, holds promise of a future he never thought possible.

Magyc and Mayhem at Winter’s Eve by Nicole DragonBeck

All summer Tillie Harper had dreamed of winning the green ribbon for her pumpkins at this years Winter’s Eve festival. In none of those dreams had she imagined doing anything like setting a demon loose in the little town of Lillihaven.

Immigrants by JM Paquette

When his mother-in-law died, Jeff expected to clean out her house. He did not expect to discover a secret that would cause him to question everything he knows about his wife.

Carving a Name for Oneself by Brandon Scott

A pumpkin carved: a life improved. But as with everything, there’s a cost. 

Ghosted by Desiree Matlock

Their online relationship seemed perfect, but then Rhys ghosted her. Now, on Halloween, he shows up out of the blue to fix things. All seems great except for the fact that he’s dead. Can Grace and her friends solve him from disappearing after Halloween ends? 

Diana by Erika Lance

It’s his DNA. It’s his fingerprint. But he has an alibi. What’s next?

Bloody Thursdays by Lisa Barry

Would the day end well for a change? Some days start off dull and end dull. Other days start off that way and then move to hope and then to death or maybe even to love. Grace’s day had changed so many ways she was a little worried about how it might end.

Special Bonus Story! 

Cracks and Tethers is a round robin ghost story; meaning several of these amazing authors wrote one after the other to create an entertaining read for you! 

You will love this book because who doesn’t love a mix of fun, thrills and Halloween!

Get it now!

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Short short – Seriously, Janet?

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

I picked up the box, a standard size UPS delivery, and got back into the house before it started to shake and whine.

Whimpering from inside the package didn’t adequately deter me, much to my regret.

After all, the shipping alone had been absurd.

“But what did I expect, when I asked for 20 minute shipping?” I thought to myself as I set the box carefully on the table and ripped open the cheap packing tape.

The small furry head peeked up, ears pressed flat as it crawled free of the box. “Seriously, Janet?” the creature asked. “When I said I didn’t care how I got home, I didn’t think you’d use UPS. At least FedEx has ar conditioned trucks!”

FEATURED AUTHORS

Leading Line

LISA BARRY

Contributors

KALVIN

BRANDON SCOTT

DESIREE MATLOCK

JM PAQUETTE

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Short short – A Space Opera

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

Looking out, she watched a nebula drift past off starboard side.

She let out a soft, contemplative “hmm” and looked at the picture of her late husband.

“Goodbye, dear,” she sighed as she pushed the button to release the small ash cloud into the between of space, annoyed with his extravagant final wish.

“Don’t worry,” she told the terrified woman bound on the floor at her feet. “You’re next. He never wanted to be without you in life – I can’t imagine he’d want to part with you now.”

She closed the hatch and let the air back in before turning to collect the woman. She frowned when she found the floor empty, screeching as her body fell backward into the airlock.

FEATURED AUTHORS

Leading Line

KALVIN

Contributors

BRANDON SCOTT

DESIREE MATLOCK

JM PAQUETTE

LISA BARRY

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Short short – Lots of Caffeine

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

“There is no such thing as too much coffee,” he declared, vibrating in his chair.

“Sure there is,” she said, “you just have to learn to walk the fine line between addiction management and overdose.”

She studied the subtle tremors working up and down his arms – Definitely leaning toward overdose for this one. He had maybe a few hours left.

It was really sad to watch so much talent and high hopes be dashed by chemicals.

A sense of resolution was left to hang in the atmosphere of the chamber as she closed him in.

FEATURED AUTHORS

Leading Line

BRANDON SCOTT

Contributors

DESIREE MATLOCK

JM PAQUETTE

LISA BARRY

KALVIN

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Short short – Road to Rebellion Twist

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

When I chose the strawberry gum, I did not expect the flavor that burst over my tongue.

For hours, my breath smelled of honeyed ham, and I was spitting out pieces of bone.

Of course, this had nothing to do with the gun – which tasted of pineapple – it was simply a Tuesday.

Tuesday, is of course human sacrifice day ever since the new overlords arrived and the taste was always hard to lose. Pig. Long pig.

One of these days, I would slip some bacon into their meal – no entity alive could resist the joy that is bacon. It was the first step on the long road to rebellion.

FEATURED AUTHORS

Leading Line

LISA BARRY

Contributors

KALVIN

BRANDON SCOTT

DESIREE MATLOCK

JM PAQUETTE

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Chaos – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

She had the wrong idea about the nature of chaos.

The misconception, though, was remedied swiftly.

But for some reason, the voices were being recalcitrant tonight, and the alcohol only made them louder and more insistent, yammering about the end of the world and the coming of the Great Emptiness.

“This isn’t Chaos,” she told the voices loudly. “You can’t have lofty prophecies while jabbering on about grand plans and impending chaos.” She downed a shot and filled the glass again. She drank this one too, then gave up on the glass and went for the bottle. “Make up your bloody mind!”

With that, the voices unleashed true chaos, for 13 seconds, and up was down, the roar and the silence were deafening, the room went white hot and black and every shade between, then suddenly they stopped. She took a deep breath, crossed her arms and said, “You done now?”

And then there was complete and utter blissful silence. And she was suddenly lonely.

FEATURED AUTHORS

Leading Line

BRANDON SCOTT

Contributors

DESIREE MATLOCK

JM PAQUETTE

KALVIN

LISA BARRY

NICOLE DRAGONBECK

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After You – a Round Robin Writing Snippet

The Ink Slingers Guild (ISG) had some round-robin writing fun! We each wrote a sentence or two and then passed the paper to the next person who added to it and passed it along to the next person and on down the line. We hope you are as entertained as we!

The first door on the left loomed larger to her than it ought and she knew it was due to the anticipation and dread knotting her stomach, causing her step to hitch as she approached.

She stood before it listening so carefully she could hear the blood pumping between her ears.

“What will it be, this time? What fresh hell?”

Trepidation gave her pause for some long moments, until she resolved herself with, “Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.”

What fool had said that she didn’t know but with a shaking hand a a held breath she reached for the knob.

It swung open before she touched it, admitting her to a long, dark hall that promised to swallow her whole if she stepped foot inside.

She turned back to the guide still standing in the hallway, casually leaning against the wall and examining his nails. “You sure he said the second door?” she asked. When he nodded, not looking up, she grabbed his shoulder and shoved him through the doorway. “After you.”

FEATURED AUTHORS

Leading Line

DESIREE MATLOCK

Contributors

BRANDON SCOTT

JM PAQUETTE

KALVIN

LISA BARRY

NICOLE DRAGONBECK

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Extra Credit – an ISG Writing Exercise

These words were chosen:

  • Tutor
  • Cap
  • Miniature
  • Puddle

And these blurbs were written within eight minutes….Enjoy! 🙂

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LISA BARRY:

I longingly watched Geo place his cap on the rack and start turning up his sleeves as he walked around to the other side of the bar. Bartenders don’t really notice the public I thought. He turned and poured a fresh root beer, dropped a scoop of ice cream in to it and slid it over the bar to me. I glanced up in surprise. He smiled and I melted slightly as he reached over and sprinkled cinnamon on top. I raised my brows. Guess I was wrong about that whole not noticing people thing.

“I’m calling it ‘The Puddle’,” he said and winked. I felt the heat spread through my face and hoped it wasn’t too obvious. My tutor came in then and slid into the seat next to mine. He was tall, blond and played on the football team. He got some kind of extra credit for his tutoring, so he deemed it acceptable to be seen in public with a nobody like me as long as I had a book in front of us. And at least a foot of space. I sipped The Puddle and was overwhelmed with the flavor.

I looked up and Geo was watching me. I couldn’t speak so I gave him a thumbs up. He flashed that award-winning smile and I felt my tutor move slightly. I glanced up and he was looking at me. Actually, it felt like he was checking me out. I felt for just a moment like a miniature model. I say that because I’m only five foot one and a breath tall. No super model here, just little ole me.

“Your hair looks nice today,” the football player tutor said. I frowned at him. He was my tutor. I’m ignoring him. I looked at Geo and smiled. He smiled back, and all was well in the world.

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DESIREE MATLOCK:

I’d finally made it through the final semester. It had only taken me an extra year, three tutors, and a serious amount more cramming than any of my fellow students. But here I was, walking up in my cap and gown, to accept my diploma. First, thanks the having the name Aaron Aaronson. You can never be late for anything when your name starts with two As. Twice. Then I watched my best friend walk up not too long after me. Lina beamed, looking so freaking happy it made her twice as beautiful. I imagined I must have looked pretty damn happy myself only a few minutes earlier. I took a picture for her, just as she’d taken one for me. Her family looked on, and I felt a stab of jealousy. My family were not invited, and if they were, they wouldn’t have come.

Later, after her family had headed back to their hometown, we were bar hopping, still wearing the caps, but otherwise settled into more casual clothes. It started raining, and I lifted her laughing right over a puddle in the parking lot of this particular bar before we walked in. After asking for whatever they had on tap, we headed to the pool table and I offered to kick her ass, and she accepted. I broke, of course, since she was tiny, almost miniature compared with me. She’d tried breaking once, and had almost had to climb on the table to get enough force to do it. The result had been… well, pathetic. So now I broke no matter who won last.

Some of the patrons watched us quizzically, but there had been lots of fresh graduates in that night, so I imagined it wasn’t the caps we were still wearing. We probably looked comical side by side, me being so large and her so tiny, but our shared love of steampunk and cosplay had brought us together as the class’s only comic convention nerds.

She won the first game, and I won the second, and before the next game, she bet me five bucks she’d win.

“How about we make it more interesting than that?” I suggested, smiling wickedly.

“How?” she answered, eyebrows raised in interest.

“You win, you get your five bucks; I win, then I tell you what I won.”

“That’s not how bets work.” She grinned, and I almost thought she could tell what I wanted.

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