I’m up to day 10 in this 30-day (or longer) challenge (miss week 1, click here), and I’m both surprised and thrilled to report that not only is it proving easy so far, I find I’m bothered at the thought of not writing. A few nights this past week I’ve come home late and thought only of going to bed – but the story had to come first.
From stories, I started thinking about my Meratis trilogy and how I feel it deserves some love … and you guys deserve some prizes. So I’ve decided to launch a contest. I’m not 100% sure of the dates yet, because I want to give enough time for you to get your creative cells working, but I want to see what ideas Jeff and his perhaps-not-so-fictional characters have inspired in you. That’s right, this is YOUR chance to share in my Andvellian world.
Once the rules and regs are set I’ll have an official post, but for now let it be said that I will be looking for submissions of fan fiction flash fiction (1000 words or less) or fan art (any medium! Art, video, interpretive dance – whatever you can come up with). There will be judges (of which I’m not sure yet if I’ll be a part), and top 3 winners will get a prize package. Interested? Leave your thoughts in the comments!
Now, for this week’s story.
She closed her eyes and could feel his breath on her cheek. The pressure of his hands slid up from her waist, tracing along her spine, to cup the back of her neck, to tangle in the waves of her hair.
Her heart sped up as he pressed against the length of her, both of them drawing out the moment, luxuriating in every shiver, every tingle.
She had wished so long and hard for his moment. Prayed every day that it could be possible, even when she had sworn that it couldn’t. Fate wasn’t always cruel. Love didn’t always lead a person down the path of pain. Miracles did happen.
She had to believe that.
His lips were on hers. She felt their warmth, tasted their longing and desire, knew in that one moment that he needed this as much as she did.
She wanted him to kiss her forever and hang onto to this sensation of being completely alive. But he stopped.
Disappointed, she opened her eyes.
And saw no one.