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 red puddle slowly seeping into the room from beneath my boyfriend’s bedroom door caused me to pause.
We had already talked about this – he was supposed to wait for me to arrive before getting started on the night’s work.
“Jaime!” I yelled, “Did you seriously start without me?” as I pulled on my yellow rubber gloves.
I swung open the door, smiling. “You know I like the part with the head.”
We stood for a moment in silent admiration of the macabre construct, all flesh and blood and bone.