Day 329 Writing Short Stories

Bow

Making a bow is an act of love. It demands precision, care, concentration, and fine-tuned fingers that know how to smooth the wood and strings into obedience. He had watched all day as the master made his bows. Bows that were sought after by every soldier and every hunter in the kingdom. Everyone could make a half-decent bow if they wished so, but none could make them sing like the bows his master made.

One day, he would be like her. One day, he would make the wood, the strings, and the carving knives sing to him, and he would make art.

Triumphs

I have ridden the wild horses of the plains. I have climbed mountains. I have dived into the deep ocean to swim with whales. And I have sat quiet and listened to the songbirds sing. Those are my triumphs. Those are my legacies. Yet, here when death is coming to take me, lurking in every shadow I pass, wishing me good night every night, I remember those people who rode me with the wild horses, who climbed up the mountains, who dived into the deep oceans, and who sat there next to me listening to the songbirds sing. And I miss you.

Love Of His Life

If there were a wish, a magic trick, I would take it and wish you here. I would make you walk through those doors and hear you laugh again. But such creatures do not exist. Death is ever so final to her as it is to me and all the creatures roaming free. You left me with your memories, and I guess I have to accept them as you.

The prompts are from the book A Year of Creative Writing Prompts.

My cat is napping next to the keyboard. He is getting old, and I just ordered him a bunch of nutrients to make sure his last years are good. He is already 16½ years old, and still as cute as he was when he first came home.

I will now scoop him into my lap and take a short nap with him before I have to go to work.

This was a good day of writing. I’m soon finished with my editing, and I think it is time to put my book out there. I just read that Orwell’s 1984 doesn’t sit still on library shelves. So, I think there is a huge market for my book. I just need to figure out how to get it to my readers. Just. Easy as that.

Thank you for reading ❤ Have a lovely day!

P.S. I’m reading a book about whales: Fathoms: The World in the Whale by Rebecca Giggs. Thus far it has been amazing book!