Derek R Henig
[ EE-vən-tahyd ]
** Either a story beginning, a story ending, a piece of flash fiction, a poem, painting, dance move—inspired by the word, eventide, where does it take me? Where does it take you? Learn more about “The Word” here.
The feelings swirling through him were a mixture of that anger and defiance one gets when they’ve been wronged—that energy of a resistor—combined with a nauseating fear, unlike anything he’d experienced before.
(SCI-FI) – A planet in darkness, flower people starving from lack of sunlight, and a dark myth nearly as old as he was. John must face down against these monumental forces while reclaiming his true identity, a title and reputation he’d walked away from 118 years ago. This is a Doctor Who fan-fiction story without saying “The Doctor.” All the details are altered, but also still the same. Fans of the show, or not, you’ll enjoy this adventure!
The takeaway idea from the podcast story, In Bloom is actually an exercise from my course, Design Your Life: Like an Architect. The story and this takeaway idea are both inspired by the show, Doctor Who. It’s the last exercise from Part I of the course which is all about discovering, uncovering, and defining your purpose (click there to read a blog post about why purpose is so important).
[ an-tee-pi-nuhl-tuh-mit ]
** Either a story beginning, a story ending, a piece of flash fiction, a poem, painting, dance move—inspired by the word, antepenultimate, where does it take me? Where does it take you? Learn more about “The Word” here.
It was three minutes until midnight when the world ended. That’s three minutes earlier than it was supposed to end, too! Not sure what those scientists got wrong in their calculations, but I guess it’s within some statistical range of error. That doesn’t really matter now, though, does it?
[ rəm-bəs-chəs ]
** Either a story beginning, a story ending, a piece of flash fiction, a poem, painting, dance move—inspired by the word, rumbustious, where does it take me? Where does it take you? Learn more about “The Word” here.
He tried to ignore them and concentrate on his work, but to say they were intrusive was an understatement.
“Please, listen to us,” Betty said.
“Yes, just listen,” Karl added.