This blog post was created for Chuck Wendig’s FLASH FICTION CHALLENGE: THE FOUR-PART STORY (PART TWO).
The basic idea is that this week everyone involved will extend other writers stories from week one, and that those extended stories will be expanded upon in the next two weeks.
I chose to extend the short story Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening by Peter MacDonald/pikabot. If you click on the aforementioned link, you’ll be able to read part one on Peter’s tumbr blog. I’ve also included the entire text of Peter’s work below, save the very last line. I omitted that line because I think its absence helps with flow and pacing. My additions to the story start under the heading Part Two.
Should anyone choose to further extend this story, I’ll update my blog to include their additions and links to their content. Similarly, any author who further extends this story may feel free to repost my additions on their site and/or link back to it.
Edit 1: Casondra Brewster/CaszABrew decided to pick up the story where I left off. My thanks go out to her for her time and effort! You can find her blog where she posted all three parts of this story here. Also, I’ve updated this posting so that her addition appears under the heading Part Three.
Edit 2: John Freeter and Alice E. Keyes decided to pick up the story where Casandra left off and finish the story off. Thank you both! You can find John’s website where he posted his last installment of this story here and Alice’s website where she posted her last installment of this story here. Also, I’ve updated this posting so that his addition appears under heading Part Four A and her addition under head Part Four Bee.
The snow was up to Jake’s knees and still wasn’t quite done falling. While most of the snowfall had passed, there were still a handful of wayward flakes drifting down from the heavens, belatedly joining their brothers and sisters on the ground. It was the first real snowfall of the year, but it certainly wouldn’t be the last; before the month was out, the passes leading into the mountains he called home would be completely blocked up, and he would be alone until the spring thaw. Continue reading