This post did NOT appear as part of the original challenge, I wrote it when I used these challenge posts as a welcome gift for my...

*** Spoiler Alert *** This scene —or at least, a variation on this—is in the series. In fact, at the time of writing this post, I'm...

‘Oh, there you are,’ said Lucas, stepping into the snow-blanketed garden behind Mrs Jenkins’ house. ‘What are you doing out here?’...

Uh... Hello. Saffron here. I kinda have a problem with this prompt, so no little story I'm afraid. You see, technically Lucas is my MC...

‘Good grief,’ exclaimed Lucas, staring aghast at the, the thing Clara was leading along on a piece of string. ‘What is that?’ ‘This is...

‘Would you stop doing that?’ said Lucas peevishly, putting out flamed on the hem of his robe for the umpteenth time. ‘Sorry,’ said Clara...

‘Uh, Saffron?’ said Lucas, his voice disappearing into the hot, musty darkness. ‘Where are we?’ Guess. ‘That’s not fair,’ complained...

‘No,’ said Lucas, folding his arms and turning away from me. ‘Nuh-huh. No way.’ ‘Lucas, don’t be silly,’ says I, trying not to sound like...

‘Hitchhiking?’ said Lucas. ‘At Christmas? Have you gone insane? We’ll freeze to death before anyone gives us a lift.’ ‘Probably,’ said...

‘She’d killed us,’ cried Lucas, looking down as his translucent body. ‘She went and killed us!’ ‘Yes, that’s what’s happening today,’...

‘Lucas,’ hissed Clara, tugging his sleeve urgently. ‘Lucas, who is that?’ He followed her line of sight and spotted a familiar figure...

‘Woohoo!’ cried Clara as she swooped around somewhere above Lucas’s head. He gripped the trunk of the ancient oak a little tighter, his...

‘1851?’ ‘That’s what it says here,’ said Clara, tapping the newspaper. ‘The Great Exhibition is on,’ she continued brightly, apparently...

When I first joined Instagram, I discovered Challenges where we were given prompts to share things about our writing, our writing lives,...