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Valid Paranoia – an ISG Writing Exercise

These three words were chosen:

  • Bubble
  • Pleasure
  • Paranoid

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

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DESIREE MATLOCK:

My first few weeks staying here, I had convinced myself I was on a much needed break from life, a perfect vacation. I lived in a bubble of margaritas, swimming in the pool, and making time with Enrique from Portugal.

But yesterday, the pleasure of swimming was interrupted by the oddest fleeting moment of something strange, a texture against my foot. When I dipped my feet below the seven foot mark in the deep end of the pool, I would have sworn there wasn’t any water there. I put in earplugs and decided to dive a bit deeper. I’d never, in all of my time staying in this cabana, tried to. As I reached the bottom of the pool, I found a pocket of air, in a perfect cube shape.

I realized with a thud that all my paranoia was valid. I’d been leery of why I’d received these tickets, had hounded Jack to tell me more, had tried to reason with the strange behavior of the flight attendants on my way here. But, I was obviously in a simulation.

As I sat cross-legged inside the air cube on the bottom of the pool, I tried to calm my breathing, and I planned my revenge.

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LISA BARRY:

Bubbles floated from the faery’s mouth as she danced across the stage. Meri had always loved the holiday show at the palace. The dancing, the food, the glitter and happiness.

It was the one time of year that the royals settled in with the people, together, on the ground level and enjoyed the revelries. There were a select few chosen, someone different every year, to serve the staggering quantity of food that had been prepared earlier in the day.

Meri had been chosen this year since she was newly introduced as a lady of the world. She didn’t care though, the time was her favorite and it gave her pleasure to serve her friends, family and just other people from her village. There was no call for paranoia, no concern or fear of being taken advantage of. It was the one time that death was the justice.

So together with the rest, she would laugh and sing and smile. But she would be very, very certain not to meet the eyes of one certain royal who had made his preferences clear much to her horror.

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ANNE CARGILE:

The bubbles were supposed to be fun, but Cindy didn’t think they were working for Andy the way they were supposed to.  At least, by the look on her boyfriend’s face, pleasure was not in the wheelhouse of what he was experiencing.

Cindy was in her own bubble next to him. The bubbles were clear, with a slight iridescence to them that made them look like something out of a fairy tale. They were also surprisingly springy to the touch, and Cindy found herself poking at the film that surrounded her.  it was quite temperate and comfy as it conformed to surround her body, and she and Andy had been told they could merge them, and  ‘share’ pleasure with each other, or they could maintain autonomy Another look at Andy’s face, and maybe this hadn’t been the best idea for a second date.  Cindy didn’t think she was being paranoid but she didn’t think there would be a third.

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ERIKA LANCE:

“You’re kidding me right?” bursting his bubble immediately.  

She knew he was trying to do something nice, but this was in fact disgusting. Trying new things, spicing them up so to speak was intended to bring more pleasure to the evening. Instead she was sure this smell would be in her hair and clothes.  

Matt looked at her with sad eyes. She could tell when he then scanned around, he was trying to figure out what he should do but paranoid he would make the wrong choice.  

She took in a deep breath and immediately regretted it as she began coughing. When she finally stopped Matt had thrown away his weird popcorn experiment and she walked up to him putting her arms around him and simply said “Why don’t we order Pizza?” 

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JM PAQUETTE:

“I hate to sound paranoid, darling, but is this really necessary?” Arlene gestured to the plastic bucket setup on top of a wheeled dolly, the entire area under and around it a muddy sludge of sad looking bubbles and wilted summer grass. “Do you expect to have to leave in a hurry?”

Her partner for the afternoon gave her a look that she supposed she would understand if she had known him more than a few hours, but at the moment, she just studied his face. Handsome, of course, and the rest of him pleasant enough should she decide she wanted that kind of pleasure later that night, but for the moment, he was just nice enough, just friendly enough for the people in the park to find him approachable and trustworthy. And they did find him so, apparently, judging by the amount of crumpled dollars shoved in the metal can set up a few feet away from what she had deemed the danger zone of soapy water.

He was a skilled bubble maker, too, wielding two sticks and four strings with ease, a slow moving choreographed dance that resulted in long tubes of bubbles that had the children leaping with joy, eager fingers happy to pop the smaller bubbles that slid away from the larger ones on top. Some of the large bubbles were so impressive, so impossible, that the children  just stood there gaping, hands held back, eager popping fingers forgotten as they marveled at the creations.

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ALANNA J. RUBIN

Garret smoothed out his pinstripe suit as he took to the stage. He always felt a little paranoid at the beginning every performance, he felt certain that his props would be missing or not function properly. However, the pleasure he got from performing was always worth the initial anxiety. Before the curtains rose, he took a deep breath and adjusted his top hat, tonight was going to be his ultimate performance, he was going to make the largest bubble sculpture the world had ever seen. Garret pulled the wand out of the special solution of soap he had developed over the years and he felt the blood rush from his face. This was not his wand. Then he heard a mysterious deep laugh echo from above.

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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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Creepy Collection of Short Stories

Hi everyone! The annual Ink Slingers Guild book is on pre-sale now! It’s going to be a *killer* read!

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

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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.

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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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Coffee Orders – 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 phone ran again as I was stabbing for the eighth time, almost ruining my concentration. “Damn!” I wiped my hands off, setting the blade aside, and swiped the phone’s screen. “Yes? What!” I blurted, confused. My finger left a smear across the screen, and I ignored it, turning to my prey with a warning look – not a word – I warned, sending the command directly into her pretty little head. I never imagined she was the sharpest tool in the shed, but I never imagined she was stupid enough to let out the blood-curdling scream that she did. Thinking fast, I yelled back “You’ll get your coffee goddammit!” and then said into the phone “Ugh, millennials, am I right?”

FEATURED AUTHORS

Leading Line

LISA BARRY

Contributors

NICOLE DRAGONBECK

DESIREE MATLOCK

JM PAQUETTE

BRANDON SCOTT

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Promises, Promises – 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!

I knew that the demon would come to collect on the deal one day; I just didn’t think it would be on a Monday. I should have known that Mondays suck in hell.

“I don’t have it anymore,” I said, hands up both defensively and plaintively. “So, deal’s off, okay? Besides, it didn’t even work in the first place,” I hoped I could stall.

The demon put an oddly female looking hand on its lumpy waist and cocked its head, as if to say “Really, girl?”

“I mean, I would have – it it had worked – but I still can’t get this grape juice stain out.” The demon looked confused, then pulled out a huge flaming ledger and began paging through the pages, oblivious of the crude wooden stake stabbing through the air towards it until it was to late.

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Leading Line

JM PAQUETTE

Contributors

NICOLE DRAGONBECK

DESIREE MATLOCK

LISA BARRY

BRANDON SCOTT

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Meal – 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!

“One, two, buckle my shoe, three four…” she paused. “No, no, those are not the right words.”

One of the nurses overheard the rhyme and came to stand over her. “Where did you learn that, child?” she asked, her voice all warm concern and maternal feeling, but Cora knew how fast that would change.

“Mina, that other girl, she taught me that rhyme before she moved. I loved it, but I’m having trouble remembering the words now…” Cora’s voice trailed off as her head grew even fuzzier.

The nurse came closer, the red in her eyes a soft blaze. “There, there, child, you keep trying to remember, and just keep on tackling that meal. It’s important,” she added with a lick over her lips.

Cora eyed that meal, wondering how many more she would eat before she became a meal herself. “Yes, ma’am, of course,” she said, not at all hungry.

FEATURED AUTHORS

Leading Line

NICOLE DRAGONBECK

Contributors

LISA BARRY

DESIREE MATLOCK

JM PAQUETTE

BRANDON SCOTT

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The DMV Brings Out the Worst in 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!

She could no longer contain her rage but knew she must if she was to get out of this particular DMV alive. It was one thing to receive ticket #5217 when 5 didn’t even show upon the display board, but the group of armed men currently holding them hostage was definitely screwing with her ability to complete her to-do list today.

Usually she wouldn’t freak out over something as mundane as a to-do list – what did you think tomorrow was for? – but this list wasn’t of the usual variety, and failure to complete it would result in the obliteration of tomorrow and forever after that.

So, mustering her will, she did the only sensible thing to do for her to do: she walked up to the armed guards to explain the situation. When the guard yelled at her and tried to push her down, she’d had enough. Raising a hand toward him, she flipped her wrist and didn’t even stop to watch, as she would normally, and headed to the door instead as his head melted.

FEATURED AUTHORS

Leading Line

DESIREE MATLOCK

Contributors

NICOLE DRAGONBECK

LISA BARRY

JM PAQUETTE

BRANDON SCOTT

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