Hello All! We’re trying something a bit different around here. Normally, we present opportunities for fiction writers to self-promote and readers to recommend what they’ve read/written and then we share links to those already written works of fiction with our readers.
But here at Top in Fiction we are not just in the business of sharing fiction, we are also in the business of inspiring you to write as well! So, whether you’re a pro and looking for a challenge or a beginning looking for a place to get your creative juices flowing, use StoryStack to help you out!
Learn all there is to know about StoryStack here.
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THE OBJECTIVE
Use the image above as inspiration to write your own story of any length. Whether you enjoy free-writing or giving yourself rules to follow, the choice is up to you. Just as long as you write those words!
THE CHALLENGE
Looking for a bit of a challenge and a chance to have your story featured on our TiF Press website? Then write a StoryStack using the image above. Be sure to label your story with “[StoryStack]” either before or after your story and which Method you used!
NOTE: In order to have your story appear on TiF Press you MUST copy/paste your ENTIRE story in the comments. Leaving a link to your story renders your story ineligible.
SHARE YOUR WORK
Whichever path you decide to take, make sure you leave a comment sharing your story with us, other fellow writers, and our amazing reading audience.
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The Old Asylum
[StoryStack] - Continuation Method
Grandma lived and died in there. [6 words]
Ninety-five years ago, a young mother entered and was locked in, never to be free again, forever separated from her children. She died alone. [25 words]
It was a strange door, designed for a prison, not a home, with a lock, but no doorknob. I used my borrowed key to open the door and peered into the dusty darkness. The room was filled with ghosts. One of them was Grandma. She begged me not to enter. [50 words]
Grandma died fifty-five years ago, but her ghost looked young, like in the one photograph I have of her. Granddad was in the picture, proud and happy, his arm around her waist. Dad was there, too, hiding inside her belly. She and Granddad looked ready to conquer the whole wide world. Great Grandma had taken the picture a few months before Dad was born, before Grandma lost her mind... before they locked her up forever. I started to cry, and she glided up to me. “It’s okay little one,” she murmured. “Go and live, live for both of us.” [100 words]
Built To Last
A Story Stack: The Separation Method
6 words
Five hundred years of failed winds.
25 words
“It’s blessed,” said Erich. “Now that the last stone has been placed let this home provide solace to all who are in need of shelter.
50 words
The dragon’s head mast approached when eleven children burst through the door racing down to the shoreline.
Three months at sea had been an eternity.
Rough winds and poor pillaging skills had hampered their journey.
Sigrudur held her youngest as she greeted her husband. “Did you bring home the meat?”
100 words
The very old style stone house with a faded blue door was surrounded by skyscrapers in downtown London.
Each month realtors inquired if the property was for sale.
Anderson politely rejected all inquiries. It didn't look like much but the house had sustained his family for centuries.
“Morning Ovi and Ehthreal” he called as he descended the stairs to the first basement where his great great great great great grandparents lived.
He descended another 20 levels making inquiries of relatives along the way.
Anderson picked up the shovel and resumed digging. Soon he would need room for his growing family.
150 words
The Blue Door
By Marcus Mathieu
Times Special Reporter
We met with 100 year old Martha Jefferson as she swept her front walk. She still lives by herself in her family home. She continues to chop firewood to heat it.
What are your secrets to living as long as you have?
Martha got a twinkle in her eye as she deadpanned, “Good sex is my secret although it is difficult to find someone strong enough to enjoy it at my age.”
When asked what was her greatest wish for her birthday she replied, “I wish my parents were here to see it. They gave me good genes and a way of looking at life that only made me stronger as I aged.”
“Any advice for those who follow in your footsteps?”
“Paint your door blue. It is something nice to look at when you come home after a long day.”