New Writing Prompt For August….

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I have now spoken to our joint winners for last month, Jane and Jan, who have suggested that I set the prompt on this occasion.  As such, I invite you to submit a piece of flash fiction (under 500 words) or poetry on ‘The Day of The Storm’.

Freedom of interpretation is, as always, in your hands; by no means does it have to be a literal storm, but instead it could be a sense of mood or a dramatic event – I’ll leave it open.

I hope that some of you will again be able to take part and I will look forward to reading your entries.

The closing date for submissions will be the 24th of the month as usual, and you will be able to vote for your favourite between then and the end of the month, with the winner setting the writing prompt for September.

Good luck to all who enter.

 

Voting for July is now open!

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A very tight deadline meant there are only 3 entries to choose a winner from this month, so if you can spare the time please enjoy a quick read and then cast your vote for July’s winner.

Thank you again to Kate, Jane and Jan for taking part and good luck to you all.

The voting poll is now attached for readers to vote for their favourite entry, whether you entered something yourself or not.  Voting will remain open until the end of the month and the winner will then get to set the next writing prompt for August.

Who will you vote for?  Remember, voting is open to all whether you have contributed an entry or not, so make sure that your vote counts. 🙂

 

‘The Dare’ by Kate Loveton

I am pleased to showcase the first entry in to this month’s mini writing competition – ‘The Dare’ by Kate Loveton, who also set the writing prompt.  This is a very atmospheric piece and well worth a read.

Just a reminder that all entries should be in by this Thursday evening given the shorter time frame for the competition this month, so if you are hoping to submit please try to post your entries on to the competition page sooner rather than later.  Happy writing 🙂

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Kate Loveton says:

July 20, 2014 at 4:12 pm

Here is my submission for July, called ‘The Dare.’
http://kateloveton.wordpress.com/2014/07/20/the-dare/

New Writing Prompt For July – Word Inclusion

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Kate Loveton, the winner of last month’s mini writing competition, has now set the writing prompt for this month’s competition.  As such she has set the challenge of writing either a piece of flash fiction (up to 500 words) or poetry utilising either all, or at least three, of the words/phrases below:

photograph; special summer; heart; dachshund; pearl necklace

I would therefore invite you to post any entries in the usual way, i.e. directly in to the comments boxes on the designated July Monthly Mini Competition page.

The last entry date for this month is the 24th as usual, albeit I realise that this will be a bit tighter than previous months given the extended voting for last month – there’s a challenge for you! 🙂 People will subsequently have between then and the end of the month to vote for their favourite.  The next competition will start at the beginning of August, with the winner setting the writing prompt for next month.

Good luck to everyone who would like to take part (and I hope you can write quickly!)  😉

New Writing Prompt For June – 50 Word Micro Fiction

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Apologies for the slight delay in  posting this month’s writing prompt, but I think it may well be worth the wait.  I have now spoken to Emma who, as winner of last month’s mini writing competition, has suggested a bit of a challenging writing prompt for June. This is to write a story in 50 words (or less).  The subject matter of your story is open so the word limit is the only restriction.

As such I would invite you to post any entries in the usual way, i.e. in the comments boxes on the designated competition page.

The last entry date for this month is the 24th of June, and then people have between then and the end of the month to vote for their favourite.  The next competition will start at the beginning of July, with the winner setting the writing prompt for next month.

Good luck to everyone who would like to take part 🙂

New Writing Prompt For May – The Start of Something New

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I am very pleased to be back after a month’s hiatus with a new writing prompt for May’s mini monthly writing competition.  Thanks for sticking with me over the short blogging break and I hope that some of you will pick up where you left off and participate once again.

Thanks to Jan who, as winner of last month’s mini writing competition, has suggested the new writing prompt for May. She says she was inspired by Spring and the ‘newness’ all around us and has therefore suggested a prompt of ‘The Start of Something New’. This can obviously have quite a wide interpretation and I look forward to the usual diverse range of submissions.

Once again I would invite you to submit either a piece of flash fiction (under 500 words) or a poem on this topic. This should be posted on the designated competition page, in the usual way.

The last entry date for this month is the 24th of May, as before, and then people have between then and the end of the month to vote for their favourite.  The next competition will start at the beginning of June, with the winner setting the writing prompt for next month.

Good luck to everyone who would like to take part 🙂

New Writing Prompt For March – Love At First Sight

penguins in love

Thank you to Vaibhav who, as winner of last month’s mini writing competition, has suggested the new writing prompt for March. (I think he’s a bit of a romantic 🙂 )  Vaibhav has put forward the theme of ‘Love At First Sight’, whether that be fictional or stem from a personal experience.

Therefore once again I would invite you to submit either a piece of flash fiction (under 500 words) or a poem on this topic. This should be posted on the designated competition page, in the usual way.

The last entry date for this month is the 24th of March and then people have between then and the end of the month to vote for their favourite.  The next competition will start at the beginning of April and the winner will set the writing prompt for next month.

Good luck to everyone who would like to take part and I look forward to reading all the submissions.

‘Waiting…..’ by Tom F

Please welcome back Tom F with his last minute entry in to this month’s competition. Although we share a surname and the story is set in Glasgow, which is where my husband is from, I do not think that we are related……. although you never know.. – as we hear all the time, ‘it’s a small world’! 🙂 Anyway, thanks again to Tom for sharing his work.

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WAITING….

We had flown over to the UK for our anniversary. Ten days in Blighty, visiting kids, grandkids and an ‘aged parent ‘, before Christmas. I had arranged the surprise for her. A day trip on the train to Glasgow, breakfast in the city, a ride on the ‘clockwork orange’, first stop the Kelvingrove Art Gallery. Her favourite artist, Jack Vettriano, was having a retrospective display of over one hundred of his paintings. A once in a lifetime event.
We had spent a couple of hours enjoying the works. I looked at them all, while she studied every brush-stroke. I waited for her at the end of each section, she ooo’d and aaah’d at every different piece. It was her day though, and the delight in her eyes was a joy to see. She had taken up painting when we retired, there was no time before then, always busy. Life, as they say, got in the way. Now there is lots of time.
My aching back was sending urgent messages, I needed to sit down.
“I’ll make my way to the souvenir shop. See you there.”
“OK, won’t be long “, she muttered as she studied a painting of a young girl stretched out on the beach. “ This is his later work. I’ll do this one when we get back home.”
“Good for you “, I replied.
She joined me within five minutes.
“Have you picked anything?” she asked as she walked past, her eyes darting round the shelves.
“I’ve only been sat down …”
“Wow, look at this stuff! “ Then she was off, scooping up post cards and calendars and trinkets ‘for the girls at the art circle‘.
I joined her at the till, her hands full, including one large framed painting.
“What have you got there?” I asked
It’s your birthday today, not just our day “
She turned the painting around, it was a framed copy of the Bluebird at Bonneville , prior to the world land speed record attempt in 1935. I was pleased, and felt guilty for all the negative thoughts I‘d had regarding the waiting.
She kissed me on the cheek, and we stepped outside of the exhibition. She let me know that he was coming for an interview within the next five minutes, and that I should go to the cafe and have a coffee.
“Won’t be long “, she called back as she hurriedly re-entered.
I sat for twenty minutes, just me, my back and my Americano. Then, there she was, flushed, tearful and bubbling with excitement.
She was waving her entrance ticket triumphantly, duly signed on the reverse by the great man.
“I’m so glad I waited “she gasped looking at her prize.
I took the last drops from my cup and smiled.

© Tom Frattaroli. 21/02/2014

‘Winner’ by lassfromlancashire

It is good to also see lassfromlancashire back with her amusing take on the writing prompt of ‘Waiting For News’ and I’m sure there will be a few wry smiles when readers get to the end of the story. 🙂

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lassfromlancashire says:

February 17, 2014 at 4:00 pm

Winner

http://wyrewitterings.wordpress.com/2014/02/17/winner/
Here is my entry for the February mini competition

‘Everything In Its Own Time’ by Carol J Forrester

This is an entry for this month’s competition from a new participant – Carol J Forrester – so please join me in making her feel welcome. Thank you for your entry Carol and good to have you on board! 🙂

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Everything In Its Own Time

She kept thinking about that infection she’d had a few months back, the one that had sent her sprinting to the bathroom every few minutes because the urge to pee just wouldn’t go away. It took two rounds of antibiotics and a small molehill of cranberry capsules before she kicked that little health snafu but now she could almost wish she hadn’t.
Bathrooms are cold in December. She hadn’t bothered switching on the heating with the living room log burner turning her home into a hothouse. If she didn’t have the touch of death for potted plants she might almost considered growing topical flowers in the kitchen, add a bit of colour to the magnolia paint she was too nervous to change. But knowing her she would probably buy the one exotic plant that would kill her, dramatically and painfully. Under no circumstances was she going to let her obituary read mauled to death by triffids.
She twitched her knees and tried to shift her butt into a more comfortable position. Perhaps she was dehydrated? When was the last time she drank a glass of water and did tea count? She was sure that there was something somewhere about tea not counting towards hydration, or was that an internet thing?
“Stupid tea.” she muttered, the pot she’d brewed earlier would be absolutely stewed by now and she’d only managed the one cup before the internet world had sucked her in. Common sense had told her that Web MD wasn’t a good idea, type in symptoms for diagnosis; enjoy the rest of your panicked day!
She’d been sure she needed to pee. She’d been halfway through one of her shows, distracting herself from the shopping bag stuffed into the desk drawer, and all the signs had been there. At least she assumed the signs were there, thinking about it, how did she ever know when she needed to pee? She knew it was a sort of… a kind of… it was a sensation of sorts, a sensation that didn’t seem keen to commit to a follow-through.
Staring at the slightly chipped tile by the shower she tried to relax, willing her muscles to loosen.
“Ten seconds, cap on, result pane up and a three minute wait. An extra minute if the result came through as negative just to be sure.” she whispered the instructions over to herself, finally feeling something give.
“Ten seconds, cap on, result pane up and a three minute wait. An extra minute if the result came through as negative just to be sure. Let it be negative, let it be negative.”
She clipped the cap back onto the stick and stuck it in the window sill.
“Oh god please let it be negative.” she begged. “Because hell knows how I’m going to explain otherwise.”
© Carol J Forrester