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Short SHORT Stories for UTJT

More of my submissions to Underneath The Juniper Tree‘s Twitter #under140story palooza-rama-bonanza!!!

Their September issue kicks off TODAY!

  • I stared into the eyes of the beast. They were cold but burning red. I vowed to be the last thing those eyes would ever see.
  • Roses are red, violets are blue. If I put this blade through your heart…well what color would you turn?


  • Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. And children, thanks be to his very big fall…we can all eat today! Scrambled or over easy?” 
     

Jack jumped back when Jill attacked...and the knife laid perfectly still.

  • Jack and Jill went up a hill…and saw who they wished to eagerly, kill. The end.
  • “Little red riding hood you sure are looking good. You’re everything a big bad wolf…could kill,” the evil beast whispered.
  • I ran and I ran until my heart nearly failed me. Then I reached my destination. Slowly I reached for the words, “The End.”
  • He lifted the quill and blood fell. “Have you ever tried to write in blood? It’s hard. It drips.” The Stories: Book Two ‘The Bridge’ #wiplines 
  • “A man who sacrifices his life for another-great reward follows him in the afterlife,” he said. Then he pulled his gun on me.
  • I awoke alone. In silence. The blood on my hands was still warm. 
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Digging Around Underneath The Juniper Tree

He looked up at the sky and shouted to the clouds, “You said this wouldn’t happen again!” Then looked down at all the bones.

Marjorie Merle, Underneath The Juniper Tree

That is seriously one of the best things I’ve ever read. Truly.  For me as the reader it conjures an image of a man crying out to God. I can see it. That’s what great writing does.

See over the weekend on The Twitter, the epic hosts of the online blog and magazine Underneath The Juniper Tree invited all to write their very best short, and I mean short (140 characters) story. The darker and more twisted-the better. I put my knit writing cap on and it refused to be taken off! It was really fun and Marjorie and Tex showed the love. I thanked them for the chance of course and…I read so many great short stories!

Ahhh, Writers. Am I write?

So here I would like to share today a few of mine and maybe one or two of the others.

Note: they are all “dark” in nature. 

As I walked into the valley of the shadow of Death I feared not his evil. My sword & my shield fought with me. I am he who killed Death!  <new story I will “commence”.   Continue reading


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