‘I love you!’ Charlene longed to hear those three words, but after nine months of going out with Mark, she was still waiting. She loved Mark, and many times she had almost blurted the words out. But she worried he would freak out and run. So many had in the past. Mark had been single… Continue reading Three Little Words
The pavement rushed towards Angie’s face like an overnight intercity train. Last sound she heard was when her skull cracked; last thing she remembered was seeing three colours, red, blue and green. It was also what her facial bruising looked like over the next couple of weeks. First blood red, then the bluish tint and… Continue reading The Lost Hour
Today’s positive ….feeling a sense of achievement after a full weekend and still managing to enter the Furious Fiction short story competition in time. Good luck to anyone else who entered.
Today’s positive….had fun writing a short story for this month’s Furious Fiction competition run by AWC. This time these three sentences had to be included: It felt familiar. The door was locked. She laughed.
Short story written for competition. Only prompt was this picture had to be the opening scene. Didn’t win , but I loved writing the story ‘Is that a chip?’ Moira thinks out loud leaning across to pick up the sparkling wine glass. The table is set with luxurious silver ware, sparkling glasses and perfume rich… Continue reading Thanks Giving Dinner
Feel good about finishing a short story this afternoon for the June Furious Fiction competition. Always fun. This time the story just had to start with the scene in this photo.