Of course.
Well, tell me how you think it should be done! I’m waiting.
Ficly Sandbox
The idea is easy, joining in is hard. Come play with us. Bring your bucket, scoop, some sunscreen and one of your oldest drafts. No cheating, dump your unedited drafts out as a Ficly, and let's build an amazing castle from your 60 grains (or more) of diamond dust. Don't change anything about your draft. To save a draft, you needed 60 characters, some of it fill, don't worry! Finally, use the comment box on your stories page, tell us anything you want about your lost train of thought or why you couldn't or didn't want to finish your story. Tag your story SANDBOX. You can enter as many times as you like. I'll go first, (and make sure the sandbox is clean of kitty poo)
Challengers
19 entriesCouncil Chambers
The council filed slowly into the room and took up their traditional positions in a semi-circle around the blazing fire. A servant was adding fresh wood to…
Introduction to "Stolen"
Growing up in a bad neighborhood does things to a man. It makes him or breaks him. It made me. And my friends. But every man has a breaking point. This story…
Through the Valley's of Time (Draft)
Time traveling clown that visits each time of depression to attempt to cheer people up. originally from some idyllic future.
The Clockwork Mannequin (Draft)
Sand blew through the broken glass and ticked against the metal skin of the clockwork mannequin behind it. Dressed in a tattered waistcoat, its gears and…
what even is (draft)
i woke up naked like a rolled up vegetable your ears popped and i smelled the stench of pretzels
delete me as soon as you can (draft)
this was once a random thought floating above your head and now it’s a broken dream floating, sinking, dead
What Do You See?
I felt the brush of an intangible caress fluttering at the edge of my consciousness. They were here. I signaled to my brothers, and the three of us stopped…
Tarnished (Draft Only)
The husky voice belonged to a man sitting in the gloom on the opposite side of the bar, the only one sitting alone. “Tarnished” would have been the word to…
Water
In the stillness of the day, I sit on the edge of the dock, immersing my feet in the chill water of the lake. Pumpkinseeds and minnows dance in the dappled…
Rebirth (Draft)
Abortion at 18, 20 years later wants to be a mum. Can’t turn back the clock
Drunken Draft
The star I’ve been watching twinkles, and I wonder if it’s really a star at all. I consider the possibilities of distant life, distant people, distant love, be…
Sandbox
So here come’s old love’s dark silhouette sour, To what end do I owe this displeasure? Is it he that brings you at such ungodly hour, Are you so done with…
The soundtrack of my life (draft)
A guitarist arrives on a street corner. A man listens to the music and mysteriously hears it wherever he goes. He tries to find the guitarist to ask why, but…
My Feet Don't Touch the Ground (draft)
It took me a little while to realize that my feet no longer reached the ground.
the fever dream with Ghost Of You in the background?
The mother is standing with her back to the girl. Bad Guy comes in and takes the girl without the mother even noticing. Takes her to his house on the coast of…
Sandbox Drafts (3)
1. I remember the swearing in. The rest of the day was a blur of tension, clothes, and congratulatory slaps on the back followed by drinks. Lots of smiles, and…
Sandbox Drafts (4)
1. Dark and recalcitrant, the universe held many secrets, like a child hiding a precious toy. With considerable study, observation, and effort one could coax…
Untitled Draft
Are you implying that I’m lying? Or inferring that that’s occurring? If you are your thinking is fubar. Can’t you see I’m speaking loosely? It’s a joke, you…