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Inch of the Day 11 September 2015: The Second Coming of Judas Iscariot
My inch of the day today is an edited excerpt from my short-story-in-edit The Second Coming of Judas Iscariot, from my trio-of-tales-in-edit Leaves: Three Short Tales. Bateson retrieved the book and placed it back on the desk, noticing with … Continue reading
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Tagged Editing Fiction, Judas Iscariot, short story
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Inch of the Day 27 August 2015
Voila, my inch of creativity today. It’s from ‘Leaves: Three Short Tales’, a compilation of three stories I’m editing for publication, hopefully, on Kindle. This is an excerpt from the first of the three tales, The Second Coming of Judas Iscariot.
“What were the leaves like?” Again, he’d no idea where his question had come from. Continue reading
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Tagged creative writing, Fiction, Judas Iscariot, leaf print, short story, Sorrel
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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Story: The Dress with the Tennis Racquets Stamped All Over It
The Dress with the Tennis Racquets Stamped All Over It
“Takes you back, don’t it, ol’ bandstand.”
She laughed. “Remember the night we crawled under and it was already occupied?”
“Billy and Lorraine.”
“Lorraine anyway, could have been any of the boys. She broke ‘em in like wild horses.”
“Except you.” Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Story Challenge: DS Squared Et Cetera
DS Squared Et Cetera
“Lovely approach to her tomb.”
“Approach?”
“Maze.”
“The pathways are dead ends.”
She looked. “Meaning?”
“Legend says the maze symbolised the unbridgeable divide between the living and the dead.”
“Why have you brought me here?” Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Story: Reminder
Every Friday authors worldwide gather round the virtual fireside of Rochelle Wisoff and share stories of 100 words, prompted by a common photograph, and exchange constructive criticism. Readers’ comments are also welcome. This week’s photo has been provided by Kent Bonham. Thanks, Kent. Your photo inspired the following very late entry from me this week.
Remains
“Found something?”
That was Tod. We were in a junk shop, hunting for stuff to ‘upcycle’.
“Plaque.” I showed him.
“‘Souvenir of Cornwall,’” he read out loud. It was printed beneath a postcard. To its right was a slot for a photo. Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Challenge: Cornered
Cornered
A goat took up residence in a corner.
“He can’t live here.”
“His belly’ll tell him.”
Press came; religious groups offering garlands, money. Animal militants smashed windows. Continue reading
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Every Friday authors worldwide gather around the virtual fireside of Rochelle Wisoff and share stories of 100 words, prompted by a common photograph, and exchange constructive criticism. Readers’ comments are also welcome. This week’s photo has been provided by Ted … Continue reading
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Tagged Comedy Writing, Dialogue, Fiction, Flash Fiction, flash fiction, short story, Short Story Writing, Theme, Writing
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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Challenge: Exposed
Exposed
They finished their cigarettes in silence, ground them underfoot and strolled off towards the car park. The stubs, still smoking, danced a cheery reel around their heels for a short while, uplifted by a merry breeze, then tumbled from the bridge into the water. Continue reading
The Blue’n Orange Persuasion of the Green Witch
“Who’s down the end of the boardwalk, Granpa?”
“What d’you see, son?”
“Little girl, white dress; cradling …”
“ … alligator. That be Bee, boy.”
“Bee?”
“Essie Bee.” Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge 14 February 2014: Strawberry Blood
Strawberry Blood
Dice was snickering at whatever he was skim-reading.
“Mornin’, Sgt. Hey – that photo somebody’s posting-in every day? Listen to this from the profiler,” he sneered.
“Sir.”
“‘The strawberry represents love, also blood. Also symbolising The Virgin, it’s the holy blood of Christ. Strawberry flowers – white – … purity; …leaves – trifoliate – …Trinity. …glass of wine therefore represents The Eucharist, in which wine is tran…sub…st… ”
“Transubstantiated, sir.” Continue reading
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Tagged catholic, Christ, Detective Fiction, Dialogue, Eucharist, Flash Fiction, murder, painted woman, priest, Profiler, redhead, Sangria, scarlet woman, Short Story Writing, Strawberry blonde, Theme, Transubstantiation, Trifoliate, Trinity, Virgin Mary
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