L.C. Schäfer

Joined May 2020

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I'm not a writer! I've just had too much coffee!

Sometimes writes under S.E.Holz

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Hello, Doggie. Nice Doggie.
I breathed hard, the dead man at my feet. It took a moment, and the feel of the cool night air on my skin, to remember I was naked. How odd: I hadn't felt remorse when I bashed his head in, but my conscience pecked at me now, as I tugged his joggers off him and put them on, hopping about on the dewy grass.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Some Thoughts on Recent Challenges
Moment of Silence You can read more about this challenge here: I liked this one. I don't think I was very good at it, but I had fun, so I'm sure Mr Rogers would be proud or something.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Writers
Cutting it Fine: Reflections on "A Story Every Day" So Far (August Edition)
I loved writing in August. The results might have been good, or not, but I enjoyed getting them out. I count that as a win by itself.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Writers
Raven's Flight
Allie panted, tree bark scraping her sharpened shoulder blades. Am I deep enough in the forest? How far is it to the road? Have they realised I'm gone yet? Please, no! Don't let them realise till morning…
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Not an Amazon Ad
Dani was folded up in her computer chair, face alight with the glow from her monitor. Turning, she took her headphones off.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
His Raven. Top Story - September 2024.
The first time she ran away, they shaved off her hair. Allie sat on the dirty floor, gripping her knees, and surrounded by the ruin of her long black tresses.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Like a Raven's Wing
Strong arms grabbed her from behind, dragging her away from the streetlamp. A hand stifled her scream... + Blame Jennifer Lawson. Already so successful at twenty-two! Allie, almost twenty-one, had accomplished nothing. The best years of her life were passing her by. Blame her parents, her tightly religious upbringing. Blame Curtis.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
the moon, the page, and the papercuts that just.won't.bleed
Today, I sit with my pen poised over The Page. Well does it earn those capital letters today My Nemesis. Sometimes the page is friendly. A well-coming well. Yawning in a most inviting way.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Poets
Suspected Artisan Attack
Rich people ruin everything. Normal people get by with their oysters, cobbled streets, brown bread, and Land Rovers. Then, privileged turds cotton on “this is tasty/healthy/quaint/convenient/whatever” and it all goes to shit.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The Price
Chloe Nelson was only eight, but as far as Mrs Nelson was concerned, darling Chloe's perfect shoes were on a path to great things.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Easy Sultana Loaf Cake
I hate fruit cake. This one is not bad, though. Ingredients Sultanas, 1 cup Milk, 1 cup Self raising flour, 1.5 cups Light soft brown sugar, 1 cup
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Feast
stay with me, okay
as writers, we're meant to make the first line really banging but what if we make the first line short and dull and make the second line shine?
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Poets