The Writing Group: Summer Passed Us By
The writing group has grown. No longer an oh-so-manageable three souls scribbling away under the stars in Greg’s backyard, today we number seven, so many that there’s a waiting list now for new members.
It means that only two of us now have apartments large enough to accommodate the group. It also means that not everyone sends their stories in to me in a timely manner. Seven people is a lot to track down, and I’m lazy. Thus, I present to you four stories, in the order in which they arrived in my inbox. (I put mine last because I didn’t have to send it to myself.)
And oh yeah, this time around we used first sentences from other literature as writing prompts, the sentence being required to appear somewhere in the story…