This week we’re challenged to write an interesting flash fiction under 100 words using the words spring, coffee, and lizard. What insane person thought of this question? Me!
Did you come from Mikki Cober?
Go back and see what she writes! But then come back.
Here’s my attempt…
Sand sucked. It rubbed between Kerry’s heel and sneaker, scratched under her eyelid, and crunched between her teeth. Lizards sucked too, especially the fast ones. She should have stayed with her car. Rational thinking, however, had left her when the tire blew up and her escape came to a screeching halt.
The morning sun beamed death and desolation all around her. One cup of iced coffee would put a spring in her step. Instead, she had half a bottle of water. In the distance, a police car approached. Damn. She turned and ran. She’d take her chances with the lizard.
Travel on to Beth Carter‘s flash fiction.
The book trailer for “Untrue Colors” is featured on USA Today’s HEA feature. Here’s the link… http://www.usatoday.com/story/happyeverafter/2015/03/27/robin-covington-book-trailer-recs-forand-versteeg/70490154/?fb_ref=Default
The video was made by Sophia Evans.
In honor of St. Patrick’s Day- we’re making things a bit Irish. I’ve added the soda bread recipe that tends to work for me. Not too sweet. Not too dry. If you’ve come over from Susan Scott Shelley’s blog, welcome!
My Mother’s Irish Soda Bread
- Prep time: 15 minutes or 20 if you have to rummage through the house looking for ingrediants
- Cook time: 40 minutes (keep an eye on it though- if it’s brown at 35-add some aluminum foil to keep the bread from drying out on the sides as the inside bakes.) If it burns- you did it wrong.
- Yield: Makes one loaf (or four small loaves- but if you make 4 small loaves, take them out after about 30 minutes)
- 4 to 4 1/2 cups white flour
- 1 Tbsp white sugar
- 1 teaspoon sea salt (never overestimate the salt- it can end up pretty nasty if you do)
- 1 teaspoon baking soda
- 4 Tbsp butter (unsalted)
- 1 cup raisins
- 1 large egg, lightly beaten
- 1 3/4 cups buttermilk (seriously- don’t skimp on the buttermilk)
1 Preheat oven to 425°. Whisk together 4 cups of flour, the sugar, salt, and baking soda into a bowl.
2 Using your fingers, smush the butter into the flour mixture until it resembles pellets, then add in the raisins.
3 Push your thumb into the center of the mixture to create a well. Add beaten egg and buttermilk to well and mix until the mixture becomes difficult to stir. Dust hands with a little flour, then knead dough just long enough to form a rough ball.
As soon as the ball is made- STOP.
Do not get all Chef Boyardee and over knead the loaf. Add flour if the dough is too sticky.
4 Place dough to a large, lightly greased cast-iron skillet (for best results) or a baking sheet (for not best results). Score the top of dough about an inch and a half deep in an “X” shape. If you’re creative, make a shamrock. Transfer to oven and bake until the bread is a golden color and bottom sounds hollow when tapped. Check for doneness also by inserting a toothpick into the center. If it comes out clean, it’s done.
5 Remove pan or sheet from oven, let bread sit in the pan for 5-10 minutes, then remove to a rack to cool the rest of the way. Serve bread warm, at room temperature, with butter smeared and melted across the bread.
Head over to Collette Cameron’s blog to see how she celebrates.
This week’s topic was chosen by S. C. Mitchell – Describe your perfect writing retreat.
If you came from the amazing Sarah Hegger’s site, welcome!
In a nutshell, I took over the sunroom in our house, and I refuse to give it back. Large windows on three sides provide perfect views of huge trees, squirrels, deer, and a few neighbors.
I started writing with a snack table and a large leather chair. It worked for a while. McDreamy, my husband, however changed everything by buying a small desk on wheels. I could keep a printed manuscript, a laptop, and a cup of coffee on it.
There was only one drawback to my setting, poor posture. Agonizing.
The solution? A lime green ball chair. I can sit on that for hours and not feel the muscle strain in my back I did when in the way too soft leather chair.
Sometimes, I head to the kitchen and stand at the island to finish some tasks. I’m also closer to the coffee. I love the retreat. I’ve trained myself over the years to focus on work in the office, soI tend to be more productive here than anywhere else. My slice of Heaven on Earth.
Betty Bolte is the next stop on this trip around the web. If you’re lucky, maybe you’ll catch sight of one of her many pets. Dogs, cats, horses.