Monthly Archives: June 2014

Friday Fictioneers – The Awakening

ff250614‘Wotcha found, boy?’ said Hairy Bob, as his chocolate lab, Mugwump, scrabbled at the roots of an old tree.

Stop!‘ boomed a voice from behind.

Hairy turned to see a man dressed all in white.

‘B…B…Begging yer pardons, S..Sir. My dog here thinks he’s found summit in that tree, and he ain’t never wrong, n..never,’ stuttered Bob.

Be gone!‘ the man demanded.

Only once enough distance had passed did a still shaking Bob pause for a nerve-settling swig of warm whiskey. Braving a furtive glance over his shoulder, the man in white remained by the tree; a woman in white now by his side.

‘Come on boy, let’s get outta here!’

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These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

Friday Fictioneers – Moving on Together

ff180614The bedroom was a mess: gaping holes knocked through crumbling plaster, sun-faded carpets peeled right back. I knew what she was looking for, and she wasn’t going anywhere without him – the new owners would just need to wait.

As we searched together, a large, jagged knot in one of the recently exposed floorboards caught my eye. I kneeled down and peered into the gloom. Even after all these years, lost, presumed swallowed by a vacuum, the thin band of gold still shone brightly – to mum, as bright as the day she’d placed it nervously over her handsome groom’s finger.

We can leave now,’ she smiled, as her wrinkled, dust-covered hands cradled the ring.

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These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

Friday Fictioneers – Coming of Age

ff110614‘Ouch, watch it!’ yelled the patient reclining in his chair.

Ted Chezbluski was distracted.

‘Sorry, Mr Preston. Could you just open a touch wider, please? We’re nearly done.’

Ted’s breath froze as he spotted her being escorted from the noon ferry;  he prayed that Bill was ready.

In the blink of an eye she was gone: bundled into a waiting white van, her distant shrieks muffled by a thick grey blanket – Bill had been ready.  A small, guilty smile broke out over Ted’s face.

He was sure Ted Jr. would enjoy his birthday present.

If he didn’t, he would.

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These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

Friday Fictioneers – Writer’s Block

ff040614‘Jack, honey, the men are here about the car.’

Jack’s eyes glanced away from his flickering computer screen towards the study door. Losing the car was a problem, one more headache he could have done without.

It had been nearly six years since one of Jack’s stories made it into print. He desperately needed some luck to fall his way; all he asked for was a solitary, fleeting moment of inspiration; one break so Sue and the kids wouldn’t need to worry about repo men again

Jack’s bloodshot stare returned to the screen. His palms were sweating, heart racing.

An Ace on the flop and all their problems would be over.

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These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

Yeah Write #164 Gargleblaster – Office Politics

auschwitz1Stolen scent.
Trickling sweat.
Heart thumping; stomach churning.

She smiles.

A searching hand; an encroaching breath.
Lusting.
Expectation.

He smiles.

A hollow cheeked boy sleeps nearby.
Jaundiced eyes full of sorrow; a soul emptying of hope.
Grateful still for a mother’s love.

These 42 words form my entry into this week’s Gargleblaster challenge over at Yeah Write.