Megan Cornecki stood in front of Riley’s messy desk while the older woman’s eyes gave her a disapproving once over or three. Megan was very aware she looked a sight...
Break Point 4: Arrival
Tag: Creative Space
Knave of Hearts
As a child I watched her making dough and rolling it thin. A lightness of touch perfect for making pies ...
Break Point 3: Bus Stop
‘You want a light?’ James Macky asked the tall guy in an undersized trench coat next to him with a half-smoked cigarette drooping from his lips. ..
Running Late
It seemed strange to be moving on after all this time. This old house had been home for so long it felt like part of me, and I was part of it...
Just Too Old
For the last 18 months life, if one can call it such, has been laying in shatters around me, just scraping by in an existence where living is what other people do. Frankly, my life was a mess. A broken marriage, a pokey bedsit I call home, and redundancy, you get the picture, yeah...
Break Point 2 #writephoto
From the beautiful #writephoto prompt this week, thank you Sue...
Wisdom Highlights
Looking in the mirror I see nothing special, a face puckered by age and a body carrying wear and tear...
Break Point
Megan Cornecki sat in her bedsit with an electric shaver in her hand the day after watching the annihilation of the crowd of innocent people in the market square. Desperate people but innocent....
Cause and Effect
The Tunstine Gazette, a local evening paper, carried the headlines Another Crash on the New Bypass. The report cited brake failure caused the blue Mercedes to spin out of control causing a 30-minute tail back of traffic. The driver, in hospital, but not considered to be critical...
The Witness
Early evening, and I am cooking dinner. A chicken pie, and a snow of flour remains on the work surface from rolling out pastry. The TV flickers from the corner with yet another smiling, always smiling, model ...
Abduction
I watched the shadows dance over her face as she walked past me and down the alley. I slipped into the darker shadows and followed her...
Impulsive Click
Benjamin was bored. His life was boring and his job was boring...
Calon y Ddraig
I am the dragon walking through this dying Earth endlessly roaming the scorched lands...
Soul Mate
On this journey I call life, I have met a lot of people, some stayed for a while...
The Familiars
Prompt: Choose an animal and write about it...
A Glimpse at Insomnia
Alone in the darkness it is silent except for the steady humming of the air filter on the fish tank...
Grandmother Nokomis and the Spider
I have a fair few dream-catchers about the place and I love the various stories behind them. A favourite is this one...
When Eyes Meet
I look in your eyes All I see is love The love I want to give you
Sci-fi and All That
With the phrase ‘a distant galaxy far, far away’ in the prompt you would think I would be straight into a little trip of fan fiction
A Journal Entry
Prompt: Food: What’s for breakfast? Dinner? Lunch? Write a journal entry about food.
Shadow Dancing
Two silhouettes twirl in rhythm, their shadows caught on the moonlit wall. My eyes watch without knowing their names nor the music of their dance.
AWOL
Prompt: The Vessel: Write about a ship or other vehicle that can take you somewhere different from where you are now.
The Price of Vanity
A character who has always had the ability to change how they looked, and so they hid their true appearance behind attractive façades. Now, their abilities aren’t working, exposing what they truly look like
Unwanted Heart
The Creative Space Prompt: The Unrequited love poem: How do you feel when you love someone who does not love you back?
The Laxton Wood Egg
The Laxton Wood Egg It was on a Friday afternoon in late spring that Ben found it. He had just been walking across the fields of Chestling Farm on his way home.
Morning After
Prompt: Bacon sandwiches always remind me… Hot coffee easing the sleep from my mind the morning after the night before. Meanwhile the autopilot is flipping one rasher of bacon after another.
Teasing Rays of Sunshine
5 Minute Free Write Prompt: What’s the weather outside your window doing right now? If that’s not inspiring, what’s the weather like somewhere you wish you could be?
Raison d’être
Prompt: Why creative writing Oddly enough moving away from introspective writes to creative ones is starting with an introspective write. Such is the way of the writer, I guess.
About the Jez of It 