Category Archives: Challenges and Writing Prompts

Only the Purest of Hearts

Photo by © Eric Wicklund


Once upon a time, an enchanted tree in an ancient forest was known for granting wishes to those with pure, true hearts.

A scoundrel heard the legend and devised a scheme to fool the old tree into granting his evil desires. He spied a kind old man and overtook him, ripping out his heart, tossing it, still beating, into a satchel. As he approached the tree, it noticed the old man’s pure heart.

“Hello kind sir,” the tree said, “I sense your heart is true. What is your wish?”

“Oh great tree,” the scoundrel replied, “thank you for finding favor with me, a lowly servant. My wish…my wish…”

But before he could utter another word the old tree heaved, unsettling the ground beneath his feet. “What have you done?! Imposter! For your evil deed you shall suffer darkness forevermore!” The old tree’s roots burst through the dust, ensnaring the scoundrel, dragging him into the cold earth.

The tree took pity on the old man. He dispatched the faerie folk to restore to him his heart, granting him a long, happy life. The man continued to bestow kindness, even to strangers, because that is what those with the truest hearts do.

~kat

A 200 Word Tale for Sunday’s Photo Fiction Challenge based on the photo above. This one was quite the challenge and a great lesson in the art of brevity. Truth be told, the first draft of this yarn was over 500 words! Challenges like this help one to become a better writer. You should have a go of it. Click HERE for the details.


The Lagger

Photo by © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

There was one in every tour group. The “laggers”, he called them. They were the most lucrative marks, Mortie had found, willing to surrender everything of value. After years of working the streets, he was something of a legend.

He and his partner waited in the shadows until the others turned the corner. It would be a textbook block and bump. Easy.

Mortie approached the woman, feigning distress.

She didn’t respond. Instead, Officer Jillian Reed flashed a badge and pistol, “Stop! You’re under arrest!”

In seconds they were surrounded.

“Jillie?” Mortie cried.

“Busted, Uncle Mort. It’s high time you retired.”

~kat
(100 Words)

For Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Story Challenge based on her own photo pictured above.


Forever Bound

For Sacha’s “In 52 Words” challenge. This week’s prompt to tell the story of why the room pictured here is empty. But here’s the thing, it is not empty. At least not for Lara…

Photo from Pinterest


Lara was forever bound to this place, condemned, inhabitable, its walls blistering from having witnessed unspeakable atrocities.

The sight of her gray, lifeless eyes, limbs tied with rope to a four-poster, haunted those who found her there.

In life, she had always loved this room. Some souls find heaven in hell’s corridors.

~kat
(52 Words, No More, No Less)


Inverse Illusions 


mirrors woo the vain
from obsidian to glass
illusions inversed

~kat

For Haiku Horizons Challenge inspired by the prompt word Mirror. 


Ecstasy’s Perfume


rose in ecstasy 
beautiful from bud to bloom
weeps perfume when crushed

~kat

For TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge inspired by the prompt words, perfume & joy (ecstasy).