Story Starts – Raelyn Pracht

Throwback Thursday: The Clock Maker (a start to a short story circa 2020)

The clock he had built himself chimed above his head alerting Henry and his cat of a new hour. Alfie mewed at the sound then curled himself back into a contorted ball. Henry didn’t hear the Westminster chime at all. In fact, it had been hours since he had heard anything including the television heContinue reading “Throwback Thursday: The Clock Maker (a start to a short story circa 2020)”

First Paragraph – INCOGNITO

He stood motionless, hiding in the shadows where the light of the flickering street lamp failed to reach. Leaning against one of the many trees lining the street, his figure blended into the darkness. She didn’t notice him. He noticed her. He had always noticed her.

Throwback Thursday: Story Start- “Adelaide” (October 2020)

She swung on the weathered tire swing, letting her stringy long, golden blond hair graze the dirt below. Her jeans she had cut off into makeshift shorts to try to beat the Texas heat, sat perfectly centered on the seat as she straightened out her legs. Pointing her mismatched socked feet and old, too-tight highContinue reading “Throwback Thursday: Story Start- “Adelaide” (October 2020)”

Throwback Thursday: A First Paragraph (2019)

If I had known I was going to die today I would have eaten a more exciting breakfast than Cheerios. Okay, so it wasn’t even Cheerios, it was the generic brand. I mean, I even had to eat them with water because the milk had soured. If I had known that it was going toContinue reading “Throwback Thursday: A First Paragraph (2019)”

Throwback Thursday: CRAZY

I am not crazy. I can’t be. Would a crazy person be able to define the word itself? No, I am not crazy, but this . . . this defies all logic. No matter how hard I try, what is happening in this house is beyond explanation and that is exceedingly uncomfortable to me. NoteContinue reading “Throwback Thursday: CRAZY”

Throwback Thursday: Untitled Start (circa 2020)

This is the start to one of my stories. Some time in 2020 I was prompted to write this beginning.

IVA

This is the first paragraph of a story I just started writing. It’s based on a dream I had recently. It was such a vivid dream and played out like a picture book come to life. So much detail in the scenery! I don’t know if writing about it will ever do it justice, butContinue reading “IVA”