{"id":8454,"date":"2021-02-07T01:05:49","date_gmt":"2021-02-07T06:05:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/?p=8454"},"modified":"2021-02-01T20:37:56","modified_gmt":"2021-02-02T01:37:56","slug":"three-wishes-mortal-weekendwritingwarriors-horror-shortstorycollection","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/?p=8454","title":{"rendered":"Three Wishes, Mortal #weekendwritingwarriors #horror #shortstorycollection"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><center><a href=\"http:\/\/wewriwa.blogspot.com\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/-cWrW5h1cKkY\/UQaGUcSiNeI\/AAAAAAAABAA\/UxDMpIoXpJk\/s1600\/wewriwa_button.png\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/center>It&#8217;s that time of the week for the WeWriWa blog hop in which writers share 8-10 sentences from one of their stories.<\/p>\n<p>This snippet is from my collection of short horror stories and poetry Country Whispers. Specifically, it&#8217;s from a story called Pig Roast.<\/p>\n<p>I hope you enjoy it. Thank you for stopping by!<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-8449\" src=\"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/countrywhisperssmashwords-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/countrywhisperssmashwords-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/countrywhisperssmashwords.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/>One weekend on a much-needed day off, Shell stopped at a consignment shop while on the lookout for a decent couch at a fair price. She noticed a tarnished <\/strong><strong>genie lamp and bought it on a whim.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>When she brought it home and started polishing it, to her surprise out popped the man of her dreams.\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>Tall, dark, and bearded, the genie stared at her with boredom in his slanted amber eyes.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>\u201cThree wishes, mortal. Let\u2019s get on with it. How much, what kind of mansion, and how famous do you want to be?\u201d He snapped his bejeweled fingers as he spoke.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>Her heart still pounding from fright, Shell squeaked, \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And here is a bit more, if you would like to read it:<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>The genie sighed and placed his hands on his narrow hips. \u201cYour three wishes. What do you desire?\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>\u201cThree wishes. I\u2019d ask if this is for real, but considering you just popped out of a lamp, it\u2019s safe to say I\u2019m not imagining this?\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>\u201cNor do you appear intoxicated. Perhaps a stiff drink, as you mortals say, will speed this along?\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>\u201cNo,\u201d Shell said softly. She wasn\u2019t going to waste a wish on a mere drink. &#8220;This is going to take some thought.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>The genie\u2019s brow furrowed. He looked surprised. \u201cYou mean you truly don\u2019t know what you want?\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><strong>\u201cI know what I want, but I\u2019m not sure who to inflict it on\u2014yet.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>About Country Whispers<\/p>\n<p>Short Horror and Poetry Collection<\/p>\n<p>Country Whispers is a collection of short horror tales and poems set in rural New England.<\/p>\n<p>Physical Therapy \u2013 Isabel is willing to relieve more than Jim\u2019s back pain, but her price isn\u2019t what he expects.<\/p>\n<p>Pig Roast \u2013 Is it justice or revenge for a store employee who doesn\u2019t agree that the customer is always right?<\/p>\n<p>The Eyes Have It \u2013 An old farmer who isn\u2019t quite what he seems stalks a young convenience store clerk.<\/p>\n<p>Tomorrow Burns \u2013 Travis can\u2019t remember how he got to this outdoor party, but that doesn\u2019t stop him from joining in\u2013at least until sunrise.<\/p>\n<p>Tornado Warnings \u2013 Camille misses the city, especially when it\u2019s storming outside and she\u2019s trapped in her basement with a stranger who attacks her.<\/p>\n<p>Blood Runners \u2013 Ethan dreams about living the exciting life with the Midnight Bikers. Unfortunately, dreams sometimes come true.<\/p>\n<p>Available as an ebook at\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/dp\/B08SKDZJHW\">Amazon<\/a>\u00a0and\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.smashwords.com\/books\/view\/750754\">Smashwords<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Read snippets from other authors in the Weekend Writing Warriors Blog hop <a href=\"http:\/\/wewriwa.blogspot.com\/\">here<\/a>.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&rsquo;s that time of the week for the WeWriWa blog hop in which writers share 8-10 sentences from one of their stories. This snippet is from my collection of short horror stories and poetry Country Whispers. Specifically, it&rsquo;s from a story called Pig Roast. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you for stopping by! 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