Writer’s Prompt:  No Moon, No Mercy: The Night the Lights Never Came Back On

Three Essential Quotes About Good Writing by Ray Bradbury

1. “You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.” (On writing as both obsession and salvation.)
2. “Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.” (Bradbury echoing the spirit of Chekhov, underscoring the power of imagery and sensory detail.)
3. “Write a short story every week. It’s not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row.” (His advice on consistent practice and letting creativity flow without fear.)

Starting paragraph for a thriller

It was a moonless night. The kind of night that didn’t whisper secrets—it devoured them. Streetlights flickered, then died, one by one, until the neighborhood sank into complete black. No stars, no silver trail of clouds—only thick, tar-like sky pressing down. Detective Mara Quinn stepped out of her car and into the suffocating dark, flashlight in hand, gun at her hip, breath held. Dispatch said it was a false alarm. Dispatch didn’t hear the phone call that came after. A whispering voice. One name. Hers. The smell hit her first—iron, copper, something burnt. Then came the silence—not the kind that rests, but the kind that watches. The front door of the old colonial creaked open just a sliver, swaying on its hinges. Inside, her partner was already gone. No backup. No sound. Just a string of Polaroids scattered on the porch, and on each one: her face, asleep, unaware, timestamped. Tonight, the dark wasn’t just outside. It had come looking for her.