Marvin glanced at his profile as he walked into the gym for his Pilates class. He flinched because he was more the little teapot, short and stout, than the gladiator he saw in his imagination. Today, he chose to avoid the plank walk because of the scabs on his forearms from when he dove on... Continue Reading →
Can You Tell A Story in 44 Words?
Moving like a dolphin, Bruce outpaced the field in his toffee-colored swimming pants. His stylish bike was very fast, but he needed a good head start on the second leg if he were to uphold the family’s honor as the aristocrats of the triathlon. Written for Can You Tell a Story In from Ester Chilton.... Continue Reading →
