Weekly Writing Challenge – Conversation

Hey everyone. I’m still alive, still waiting on things. But I’m making sure to do my weekly writing challenge. This is an idea I’ve been toying with for years. How to do a different vampire while still allowing them to be characters. I’m not sure if this works, but taking things back to the original folkloric ideas of the vampire seemed like a workable idea. Let me know in the comments or on my channel’s Facebook page!

“What does this mean, Detective?”

“Call me Toni. You’re technically family now.” She took a long pull from her coffee. “That’s the way I see it, anyway. Some think you should be put down, considering who bit you.”

“Who bit me?” Bill frowned. “I thought you bit me?”

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14. April 2014 by Michael Schultz
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Weekly Writing Challenge – Partial Transcript 7298-1

Hey everyone. I know I’ve been largely radio silent for a couple of weeks now. I’m not going to elaborate why, beyond I’m working on getting the help I need. Anyway, this is a little experimental piece. I’m trying to use partial “official” documents to set a scene. We’ll see how this works!

Partial Transcript: Operations Center, <REDACTED> AFB, Colorado.

 Subject: Pre-Beachhead Incursion

Note: Operations Commander Lieutenant General John George Riley Spencer and Field Commander Colonel Gabriela Larsen debriefed separately. Both officer’s testimony match transcript, line up with after action report by Lieutenant Colonel Hunter Perry (see After-action Report 7298—1A)

 

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07. April 2014 by Michael Schultz
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Flash Fiction Weekly Challenge #4

Here is this week’s Weekly Challenge! This is a continuation of sorts from the first challenge. Look for a video this week that talks about the challenge. And as always, enjoy!

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Lexi crouched in the upper boughs of a hardy tree, one of many that ringed the oblong clearing.  Her clear, dark eyes scanned the treeless space for cover, but not much was there to be had. Aside from a well on the far side from her, the clearing was empty. She huffed and tapped a worn spot on her vest.

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24. March 2014 by Michael Schultz
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Flash Fiction Challenge – GodPunk

Hey guys, I know I missed an update here and there. Sorry. It’s been a bit rough emotionally for the last few days. I’m trying to work it out, but it’s a slow process, as I’m sure some of you know. As with the last couple of weeks though, I have been trying to write regularly. This is the result for this week. Hope you enjoy!

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GodPunk

The brightly lit hallways of the Center for Civilized Empowerment were not made for skulking. Yet the two figures making their way towards the center of the Center somehow managed.

They kept their backs to the smooth, mint-green walls but moved at a steady clip. In the understreets where they lived, their clothing would be nondescript, here in the Center, they stood out in dark, rough-spun fabrics. The two people wore hoods up to prevent any security viewers from easily identifying them.

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18. March 2014 by Michael Schultz
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I Have Opinions – 060 – Tonka Trucks

Die cast molding, truly a lost art.


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14. March 2014 by Michael Schultz
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Minecraft Opinions – 011 – Village Apartments

Time to start giving our village a makeover.


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12. March 2014 by Michael Schultz
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Writing Challenge #2 – The Psychic at a Mad Botanist’s Greenhouse

A conspiracy, revealed!

or

The Psychic at a Mad Botanist’s Greenhouse

[extra seed words: rumpled, offer, map]

“You’re mad, Dr. Athrotaxis! Your scheme will never work!”

“On the contrary, my dear Mr. Duchs! My scheme has already worked! I’ve read the Evil Overlord List! I wouldn’t tell you my plan if you had any way to stop it! Soon, all over the country, my Venus Fly-Girls will finish taking over. Then, very soon, the world will be mine!”

Duchs could see coincidental, yet very dramatic lightning flash through the tinted windows of the mad botanist’s greenhouse as the man laughed maniacally.

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09. March 2014 by Michael Schultz
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Minecraft Opinions – 010 – No Idea What I’m Doing

No, really, no clue.


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“Feelin Good” Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)
Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0

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05. March 2014 by Michael Schultz
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I Have Opinions – 059 – Skinemax

Sorry about the audio on this one, folks. I’m already working on it.

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03. March 2014 by Michael Schultz
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Writing Challenge – March 3rd, 2014 – The Minotaur Vault

The Minotaur Vault

(1259 words)

The nylon rope hit the old stone floor with a smack. The impact reverberated through the room. It sounded louder than it actually was, but the black clad figure crouched beside the alabaster throne set into the elaborately frescoed wall.

No other sound floated to the figure’s ears as she breathed shallow, quiet breaths. She ducked under the seat of the old throne and pulled a flashlight from her tactical vest to shine down the hole. Dust floated around, but the light revealed nothing but scattered rubble below. A restless noise, barely audible, escaped her throat as she gripped her flashlight with her teeth. Without a word, she clipped her harness to the rope and grabbed the ascender, flicked it on with a practiced ease, and slipped backwards into the room below.

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02. March 2014 by Michael Schultz
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