Part 1 here
Part 2 here
Month: April 2015
Counting The Minutes
My weekly fix of Friday Fictioneers, a 100 words of fiction based on the weekly photo prompt. For me the challenge isn’t just about the word count but trying new styles, new stories, new voices. Some work better than others, some I’ll carry forward, some I’ll never use again, but you don’t know till you try and you’ve gotta love a trier……..
Original Photo : Roger Bultot
7.15pm Finishes work – Jade green coat with a fake fur trim.
7.23pm Leaves underground carpark– A scent of jasmine lingers in the lift.
7.45pm Stops at store – A bottle of Merlot and a soft brown baguette.
8.02pm Pulls into garage – Key under pot, no one ever learns.
8.25pm Light in bedroom – Matching bra and panties.
8.30pm Light in bathroom – Steam obscures view.
8.44pm Reaches for towel – Speckles of water on alabaster skin.
8.46pm Knife raised high – Blood flows clockwise.
9.15pm Oven turned on – Sweet smell of gas.
9.17pm Cigarette in bin – I close the door behind me.
9.21pm BOOM – Time to say goodbye!
Shadows – Part 2
The Shadows – Part 1
Raining Inside
Want
I Gotta Ticket To Ride
Wednesday again and time for Friday Fictioneers. A 100 word piece of fiction based on the weekly changing photo prompt. Get yourself over and join in the fun, go on I dare you.
Original Photo : Jennifer Pendergast
The sun was at its lowest and a trail of burning orange was dancing across the mountain tops. I knew the train was coming. I heard it pick up speed, from a rattle to a rumble and I smelt its coal fired belly, though I couldn’t see the steam.
Papa used to say “Every soul has a ticket for the death train”. Papa said a lot of things. He said never talk to strangers or never leave the trail. I wish I’d listened to Papa.
Because now there’s blood on my dress, dirt in my mouth and a train ticket in my pocket.
I Can Hear The Ocean
Original Image : www.morguefile.com/archive/display/104169
Text & Adaption : Helen Midgley
Things Change
