Deva’s Dancers: A Calculated Risk by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

Prompt: A Calculated Risk | Word count: 1800 words exactly | Genre: Modern Fiction

“It’s time we jumped off that cliff and found out we can fly. You know, take the risk. We’ve dreamed about our own dance school since we were kids.” Brin looked determinedly at Joleen. “I’ve done the calculations and we’ve got a good shot of success. I say the time’s right.”

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Cutting the Strings: Esme Dances On by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

Prompt: Cut the string | Word count: 1005 | Genre: Modern Urban Fiction

The Dance had been born in Esme body, heart and soul: her life changed.

Esme’s chosen family, “Jus’ Rollin’”, started falling apart. Jess’ mistrust was contagious. Little Jiminy, nicknamed Esme’s shadow, sent her sidelong glances, moving away when she came close. He gazed at her longingly, shook his ragged curls and turned away.

Bill’a’bo shut down and huddled in a corner hugging the colorless rag-of-a-blanket he dragged everywhere.

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The Magic of Loving by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

Prompt: Mastermind | Word count: 1001 | Genre: slice of life

“Tell me a story, Gramma. From before you were Gramma or Momma. Before you were old.”

Gramma and five-year-old Chrissy finished their picnic under the willow by the pond on Gramma’s farm while Mom, Dad and brother Ian were away. They watched clouds until the clouds moved off.

“So old,” she snorted, lavender tea shooting out of her mouth and nose.

“You okay Gram?”

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River’s Story Begins by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

Prompt: The Club | Word Count: 750 | Genre: Urban Fiction

River put on an old CD, Bob Marley. “Don’t worry … ‘bout a thing … every little thing’s … gonna be alright …”

The music lifted River’s spirits as her feet danced in quick steps. Slipping into the music, her heart swelled. Head back, hips gyrating to the beat, arms spread wide, River embraced the world.

A voice catapulted her back to reality. “You’re positively radiant, River!”

Brin stepped through the doorway. River stopped, although Bob Marley continued “…so dry your tears I say…..”

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Coming Undone by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

Prompt: Coming Undone | Word count:1200 words exactly | Genre:

Leaning her head on Danny’s shoulder, Junie sighed. The long hard day of bringing Joey home from the hospital was over. Again.

When he was four Joey had awoken up in the night screaming. His right leg had crossed over the left. Frightened, he couldn’t straighten it. “Mama, Mama, it hurts! My leg. What’s wrong with it? My leg, it wont work, Mama!”

Doctors looked, poked, prodded. They used the latest diagnostic tools. Joey cried and shivered in Mama’s arms. Junie showed Joey a brave face but privately she had curled sobbing into Danny’s arms.

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Untitled by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

Prompt: A White Lie | Word Count: 2500 | Genre:

It was in the summer of 1828 that two young brothers, Benjamin (19) and William (17) Taylor began building their houses on land out by the river.

Their great grandfather had purchased the land before the town that bore his name, Taylorville, was established. He returned with his Quaker sisters and brothers to the Massachusetts Bay colony after the Puritan influence declined. Rather then remaining by the sea, he was pulled inland, called by the rolling hills, a reminder of his childhood in southeastern Britain.

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And Esme Danced by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

Prompt: A New Life | Word Count: 1000 words | Genre:

She ran furtively down an alley. One she knew. At the corner she turned right. Right. Left, left again. Her pounding heart keeping time with her footfalls. Fifteen-year-old Esme knew a lot about running.

Am I being chased? Can’t look back to see.

Another left, right and she would come to safety. But when she stopped for a breath and looked around, the boarded up tenements were unfamiliar.

The footsteps she thought were chasing her ceased. Along with the thumping of her heart.

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Conversation With My Muse* by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

Prompt: Conversation with a Spouse | Word Count: 1200 | Genre:

“You can do it, you know you can. You always have in the end. And it tends to work out. Just go for it!”

“But I don’t know where to start. Don’t know where it’ll take me. Don’t know. Don’t know. Don’t know!”

“You’re whining! Stop it! One never knows where they’re going. You’re not supposed to know. You’ve just got to start.”

“Easy for you to say. You hang out in my head and mouth off. It’s not like you’re doing the writing. Who do you think you are, anyway, the Goddess of my imagination? Who gave you permission to walk all over my angst?”

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Igniting a Flame by Sophia Bonnie Wodin

Prompt: The List | Word Count: 1500 | Genre:

Karen didn’t want to go. For years Terri had talked about these seasonal gatherings but Karen thought the tales beyond belief.

“Doesn’t happen in real life,” she thought. “At least not in mine.”

So when Terri invited her to a mid-winter gathering called Imbolc, Karen’s immediate impulse said “No.” She was surprised when “Yes!” emerged from her mouth.

“Great,” responded Terri. “I’ll pick you up. Dress warmly, we’ll be outside.”

Karen looked at the phone in her hand and shook her head. “Who’m I kidding,” she thought. “I don’t even believe in this stuff.”

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