Free Writing Fridays
#006
NOTE: Apologies for missing last week Friday, June 9th! It shall not happen again!
Fridays shouldn’t be stressful but the kick-off to a great weekend. Take some time to write down your plans, make up a story of what you wish you were doing, spin a yarn or write a poem.
It’s Free-Writing Friday so tell a story however you want and share it in the comments below.
RULES
Word length is whatever you feel comfortable with. I find 100 words a great challenge though!
Genre? Totally up to you. Share a mystery. Give us thrills, chills, and suspense. Or make us shed a tear.
Fiction or non-fiction applies here. This is your blank canvas.
Copy/paste your story in the comments section for others to read. If you share it in your own Substack (highly recommended and encouraged) just share your link in the comments.
A Note on Notes | If you use Substack Notes, click the 🔄 “Restack with a Note” and copy/paste your story as a Note.
I’ll take this opportunity to share the story I just published today 🤓: https://open.substack.com/pub/jamiewohletz/p/the-wood-ones
Title: Rhik and Fizzart
“Dangit, Fizzart! You killed him. Why did you do that?”
“He just trolled me, Rhik!"
“That’s no reason to gun somebody down and teabag his body!” Rhik groaned heavily, clearly distressed. “We’re so dead! What’re we gonna tell the cops?”
In contrast, Fizzart was unperturbed. He shrugged. “What’s the big deal, Rhik? He’s just going to respawn anyways.”
“Fizzart, you idiot! We’re not in the Great Domain anymore. We’re in real life now!”
“So?”
“So he’s not going to respawn!”
Fizzart blinked, mouth gaped open. For a few seconds, his mind struggled to process what his friend just said.
“Oh.”