I love NYCMidnight writing contests, but they're not always quick with the promised critiques. Just got one in the mail concerning my entry in the Short Story contest heat in September. I had 1000 words to write a romantic comedy that took place at least partly in an ambulance and that involved an onion ring. [...]
Read MoreBecause it's been a while since I wrote anything. 94 words. Good Dog Groaning, Harkness stood up from the pile of paperwork on his desk and collapsed on his couch, where his dog, predictably and promptly, leaped on him. “You’re lucky, Billy,” he told the dog fondly. “No bills, free food, nothing to do but [...]
Read MoreFinal challenge of NYCMidnight's Creative Writing Championship. Now down to 40 writers left, all with the same restrictions: "Genre: Fantasy, Location: car wash, Object: kitten." Stupidly I thought I'd pop in and watch the Emmys just long enough to see Dr. Horrible, ended up watching all of them and having only an hour left to [...]
Read MoreSecond round, challenge three of NYCMidnight's Creative Writing Championship. New writing group, new restrictions. Mine were: "Genre: Romantic comedy, Location: arcade, Object: coffee pot." And we're off… The Final Score By C. A. Bridges (1,000 words) Being a coffee shop barista, even an emergency temp one, was everything Aly thought it would be. “Here you [...]
Read MoreThe January edition of The Writer magazine (on sale now) has a feature on writing flasher stories and there's an entire story on the cover with a familiar byline. Turns out I can write short stories and three years of newspaper columns with little recognition, and a quickie story I wrote for the heck of [...]
Read MoreWhen Merril answered the phone Liza was in mid-cry. "I found Vincent!" she sobbed. "The gorgeous dream guy you met last summer? Where?" "I ran across him today, his real name's Phil. Turns out he takes vacations, finds some babe and gives her the perfect boyfriend for two weeks of hot sex. Then he goes [...]
Read MoreMy ongoing post-Serenity novel. Chapter Three – The Man Who Fought Back It began slowly. Stories like that always do. When the riot was going on and blood was being spilled no one stopped and pondered over who did what first. Fists were flying, buildings were burning, the cursed soldiers were easy targets everywhere you [...]
Read MoreThe next installment of my post-Serenity novel. Chapter Two – Dinner Belle “What do you think, Zoe,” Mal asked. “Should we just surrender now? Or go out with guns blazing?” “I’m not the blazing type, sir,” Zoe replied.
Read MoreHey, if I can't pimp my own stuff on my own site, where can I pimp it? This, if all goes well, will be a Serenity novel. It will, in fact, be the one I plotted out before I got sidetracked by my "Visit to a Weird 'Verse, Re-revisited" idea, but I'm all better now. [...]
Read MoreChapter two of my Serenity post-BDM fanfic is now up at serenitymovie.org and fanfiction.net. An excerpt: “Damn straight.” Jayne stuck out his leg and planted his foot on top of the counter directly in front of Simon’s face. “Got kind of a cheese-ish texture, don’t it?” Simon spun around, gasping for breath and quickly turning [...]
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