‘Moving On’ By Jan Strickland

Thank you again to Jan with her entry in to this month’s mini writing competition on the theme of ‘Partings’.

MOVING ON

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The house, once a centre of laughter and family ties, looks sad
Its curtain-less windows like gaping black eyes
The items unneeded sit on the pavement for collection –
An old fridge, a chair, an iron frame of a bed
And there, amongst it all, a little worse for wear
Bruno the Ted

A much loved bear, the sympathetic ear of a thousand secrets
The reassuring presence when bad dreams caused restless nights
The children have grown and Bruno is forgotten, discarded
The very essence of his being lost in the busy bustle of teenage angst

Now the cell phone and texting friends allow secrets to be passed on, giggled about
Who needs a teddy, who needs its comforting presence?
He is discarded for the bin men to find on a heap of unwanted chattels
Left on a pavement, weather beaten and forlorn
Who cares any more?

(C) Jan Strickland

New Writing Competition

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Thank you to Jane Dougherty who, as winner of last month’s mini writing comp, has provided the new writing prompt of ‘Partings’ for September’s competition.

As such she has suggested any kind of parting, bereavement, lovers’ break up, child’s first day at school, a parting of the ways in a path.

I invite you to submit a piece of flash fiction (up to 500 words) or poetry along this theme on the designated competition page.

Last entry date for this month is 24th of September and then people have between then and the end of the month to vote for their favourite, with the next competition starting at the beginning of October and the winner of this month setting the next writing prompt.

Thank you in advance to all taking part and good luck! 🙂

And the winner is………

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Congratulations to Jane Dougherty who, with 50% of the vote, won August’s mini writing competition with her poem ‘Time Was’. If you haven’t already read this entry I would recommend that you swing by and I’m sure that you will enjoy it as much as I did. As winner, Jane is now entitled to set the writing prompt for September’s competition and I will notify you all once I have more information on this.

Thank you again to all who took part this month. 🙂

Competition Update

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Childhood Memories

If you’re in the mood for some bite sized writing, there are some great entries into this month’s mini writing competition. Closing date for August submissions is Friday 24th so there is still time to join in if you would like to. Please also remember to check back after the 24th to vote for your favourite entry. The winner will choose the topic for the next month and these mini competitions are open to all. Happy reading! 🙂

Writing Prompt for August is…….

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CHILDHOOD MEMORIES

What is the first thing that springs to mind when you think of your childhood? Is there a specific time or event which had a significant impact on you? For this month’s mini writing competition I invite you to submit a piece of flash fiction (up to 500 words) or poetry to capture a moment in time and take us back there with you.

Please post entries on the Mini Monthly Competition page in the usual way and happy writing! 🙂

Slim (but hopefully juicy) pickings for June….. Which is your favourite?

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With apologies for the late posting as we are still being kept busy by Mickey and pals in Florida. However there are just three entries to vote for this month so those interested in having a read still have plenty time to vote before the 1st of July. Hope you enjoy and thanks for stopping by.

Hello from Disney!

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It may be holiday time at my end but we don’t travel these days without the iPad!! 😉

Therefore there is still time to enter June’s Mini Monthly Writing Comp for flash fiction and/or poetry. The prompt for this month is the Good Samaritan.

In the meantime Mickey and co. say “Hi” 🙂

Let me kick things off…

A Reminder that this month’s mini writing competition prompt is ‘The Good Samaritan’ and all entries are welcome – either flash fiction of 500 words or under or poetry.  Entries should be posted on the designated June Mini Monthly Writing Competition page of the website.

Here is my attempt 🙂

SAM

I know I shouldn’t be here.  Everyone has heard the stories about this part of town.  But I don’t care.  Truth is, it’s hard to feel anything after what happened to Ethan.

I picture Ethan lying in intensive care hooked up to all those wires but I chase the image away as quickly as it arrived and continue on.  I have to see for myself where it happened.

The street is not well lit and what few lights there are have been vandalised so I have to take my bearings from the dirty orange glow seeping under the door of ‘The Hounds of Hell’.  Not quite your friendly neighbourhood pub and certainly not a place that a lone 30 something female should be anywhere near.

Despite my current frame of mind I catch my breath.  I may be numb to my emotions, but I am not blind and know I should come back during the day.  Still, I’m here now.

In the pub it may be World War III, but out here it is quiet, still.  Nobody exists apart from me.  I feel suddenly weary and lean back against the wall.  Letting my eyes close I massage my temples.

Something brushes against my shin and I jerk to attention.  It’s nothing, just a stray cat.  I settle back waiting for it to get bored and leave.  It doesn’t.  If anything it tries harder to get my attention, then eventually wanders off into the alley.  Even I’m not reckless enough to follow it down that yawning black hole and, with a sigh, I prepare to move on.

The cat’s back with pleading eyes.   Why do we do that?  Apply human emotions and attributes to animals?  But then I hear it.  A low murmur.  I am not alone.  I gingerly peer around the corner and can dimly make out the shape of a dumpster surrounded by a pile of rubbish.  I jump as part of that rubbish comes to life and rolls over with a groan.

With a final glance around I start towards the figure until I’m standing over it and can make out a steady drip, drip, pooling into a puddle under its head.  Taking out my phone I use the light from the screen to assess the situation.  His eyes are half shuttered and barely register my presence.  How long has he been here bleeding slowly into the night?

Crouching, I gently shake him and see his consciousness struggle through a fog until his eyes find mine.

“If I help you can you stand up?”  I ask.

He groans again. “Don’t get involved.  They may come back. I’m not worth it.”

“You need help.”  I reply.

“It’s not safe for you here,” he mumbles and I sense him fading.  Suddenly it’s not a random stranger lying there anymore, but Ethan.  My Ethan.  Somehow I hook his right arm around my neck and heave him upright.

A pair of green eyes watch our tortuously slow progress back out of the alley.

And the winner is….

Congratulations to Alex Dixon who, with 60% of the votes, wins May’s mini writing competition.  A big thank you also to all who took part.  I enjoyed reading each one and thought the quality of entries was very high.

Alex has kindly set the writing prompt for June and it is…..

good samaritan‘THE GOOD SAMARITAN’

Any interpretation of the theme is welcome and, as before, please post your entries on the designated ‘June Mini Monthly Competition’ page.  Please feel free to either post your story and/or poem in full, or alternatively with a link back to your own blog.

Thanks again.