[short fiction] Frogs

So, I’m knee-deep in NaNoWriMo at the moment, but I wanted to drop in and say, “Hello, I’m not dead, and the things I was working on like STILL and scripty sorts of things are not dead either and are simply waiting for me in the bit of future called December.”

In the meantime, if you’re interested, here’s a bit of flash fiction inspired by the marvelous Chuck Wendig over at his blog, terribleminds.


Sorcerers promised love, treasures, and — most of all — wholeness —
— Oaths they swore on the sacred texts of storybooks and fairytales.
She believed.  She hoped.  She stubbornly persisted —
— Through countless kisses bestowed in her quest to find the missing.
Finally she found her prince transformed —
— Only to discover she preferred the company of frogs.

© 2011 Elizabeth Ditty