Renee Bradshaw

stories from around the bend

Month

July 2016

She Came Home Chapter One

If you missed it, I posted the first chapter of She Came Home over on the book’s page. I am beginning my list of agents to contact when this book is as polished as I’d like, I’d love to have… Continue Reading →

Retrace your Footsteps – Where did my plot go WRONG? Writing Tips

  Margaret Atwood said, “Don’t sit down in the middle of the woods. If you’re lost in the plot or blocked, retrace your steps to where you went wrong. Then take the other road. And/or change the person. Change the… Continue Reading →

Hang Up flash fiction

  “You have to tell me why,” Beth demanded. “I need to know why you can’t come to my parents with me tonight.” “I can’t tell you,” Jacob said, pinching the bridge of his nose. He wanted to end the… Continue Reading →

Fluffy flash fiction

  Bill pushed the black button, but nothing happened. Damn Nikon, he should have bought a Kodak like his father told him to. Might just be his cord though. This was so embarrassing. He turned to the family. “Would you… Continue Reading →

The Stoop flash fiction

    There I was, just standing there, when what I wanted to do was forbidden. I wanted to make a run for it, jump over the line that held me inside the house. I wanted to taste the fresh… Continue Reading →

When We Fell and the School desk A true story followed by flash fiction

First a truth: A man blew up the gas station next to my school back in 1995.  Then he came into the school with his sawed off shotgun and threatened a lot of people. My health class had been excused… Continue Reading →

Photographs flash fiction

    Have you ever wondered about those people in the back of your photographs? You know the ones I’m talking about? You are on vacation in Paris, or at a water park, or at dinner in that fancy little… Continue Reading →

The Signs Flash Fiction

    They laid the train tracks back to front and this caused a great deal of confusion – you’d think you were on the train to New York and arrived in Kinshasa, or to Shanghai and found yourself lost… Continue Reading →

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