Showing posts with label Mondays Finish the Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mondays Finish the Story. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

HER SMILE


Our host Barbara W Beacham provides the challenge. All you have to do is finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. 

Don’t forget to use the opening sentence… This challenge runs from Monday to Sunday!

Get creative and have fun finishing the story!

Please include the photo with your bit of flash and a link back to the original post. 

Now have some fun!

Today's finish the story begins with:

“From her small balcony, the witch watched the world go by.”




HER SMILE


“From her small balcony, the witch watches the world go by.”

     You think you're safe, bitch! Not from me. Mark watched as the object of his lust enjoyed coffee on the balcony of her family's house.

     She'd met him for coffee, but the date ended suddenly when he told her he thought their children would be exceptionally good looking, after all, they were both perfect specimens.

     She'd refused to consider another meeting. He apologized, tried to laugh off his comment, but she wouldn't listen.

     Mark fiddled with the guns scope, but soon he had her sighted. She looked right at him and smiled. Mark hesitated.

     At that same moment, another driver lost control of his vehicle taking Mark's option from him.

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     A nurse wiped the spittle from his chin and wheeled him into the sunshine. Paralyzed from the neck down, Mark can only watch, but all he sees is that smile. Her smile haunts his every conscious and unconscious moment.



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150 words
Yolanda Renée © 2015

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Monday, August 31, 2015

CONSEQUENCES

It's Monday and time for a little fun. Thanks to Barbara W. Beacham and her weekly flash fiction challenge. Just 100 - 150 words, the photograph and the first sentence as your inspiration.
 "The cemetery spread along the area known as Devils Abode."



CONSEQUENCES

  “The cemetery spread along the area known as Devils Abode.”

Under a full moon on All Hallows Eve in the Devil's Abode, we vowed our eternal love.

His body strong, athletic, and golden brown like the sand at midday when the sun paints the earth with its most potent rays.

His voice was deep and reassuring, his kisses soft and alluring, so warm and electrifying, deep and demanding. Conquered by desire, I surrendered all to the man I loved.

How was I to know that Jimmy was the devil in disguise? Or that losing my virginity that night would raise the demons of hell? 

For God's sake, stop blaming me for the world's ills! I was only sixteen!

104 words
Yolanda Renee © 2015


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The WEP Spectacular Settings Challenge is over, and the winners have been chosen. 
Look for the announcement on 
Wednesday, August 2nd. 
Congratulations to all the participants. 
It was an excellent showcase of talent!
Thanks to all those who participated.
Now don't you wish you'd joined in on the fun?
Our next challenge is in October. 
Are you ready for Halloween!


Wednesday, August 26, 2015

A FUTURE

A unique flash fiction challenge hosted by Barbara W Beacham where she provides a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Don’t forget to use the opening sentence… This challenge runs from Monday to Sunday! Get creative and have fun finishing the story!

Please include the photo with your bit of flash and a link back to this post. Do not forget to click on the blue frog  that's where you can read the other participants stories and add your link so that others can enjoy your story too! Now let’s have some fun!

Finish the story begins with:  “The family had no idea that little Luigi would grow up to be…”




© Barbara W. Beacham


A FUTURE

Lu stared at the photograph but vaguely recalled the fair and the day his family donned the clothes that would take them back into the past. The picture was a prized memento from his mother. She loved history and marveled the way her ancestors thrived before the technological revolution.
On her deathbed, she'd given him the picture and told him, "Ignorance and greed are killing the earth. Save your children, you have the knowledge."
"But the others?"
"They won't listen; act before it's too late."
She'd been right. While the population had their noses in a virtual world, the earth began to die. Ignorance and apathy led to an apocalypse that killed 90% of the population.
Lu stared out the porthole as the universe opened before him. He smiled. The family had no idea that little Luigi would grow up to be the captain of the only spacecraft to leave Earth before the planet imploded, but he believed his mother always knew.

150 words
Yolanda Renée © 2015


Read the work of other participants HERE!

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Read a new Murderous Imaginings Short with your favorite murderer Sheila.

View my WEP Spectacular Settings entry
 Alaskan Dream HERE!



Read all the WEP Spectacular Settings entries HERE!

Monday, August 17, 2015

I'M SORRY


Host Barbara W Beacham, offers you a challenge; finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Don’t forget to use the opening sentence… The challenge runs from Monday to Sunday! So get creative and have fun finishing the story!

Please include the photo with your bit of flash and a link back to this post. Don't forget to click on the blue frog and add your link so that others can enjoy your story too! Now let’s have some fun!

Finish the story begins with: 
“I see absolutely everything.”

Please feel free to upload your story by clicking on the little blue frog

on Barbara's page to add your story to the list!

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham


I'M SORRY

“I see absolutely everything.”
Including how brilliantly she maintains the household. The children are delightful, although against her orders they feed me several times a week more than necessary. I love their conspiratorial giggles. He's high-strung, angry, and impatient. The atmosphere changes when he's home. The children go silent. She's robotic and accommodating.
The front door slammed and the water heaved like an ocean wave. She scurried to greet him anxious and questioning. Her concern met the back of his hand.
"I told you, no bikes in the driveway."
 The children watch wide-eyed from the stair rail. She picks herself up, utters, "I'm sorry."
His fist knocks out a few of her teeth and slices his knuckles. He curses, then kicks her, not once, not twice, but three times.
I witness firsthand the terror, tears, and guilt in the children's eyes.
When the police arrive, he still has his hands around her neck.

149 words
Yolanda Renee © 2015

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Today at Murderous Imaginings I've a post about Nutmeg.
I'll bet you didn't know it could kill?
Check it out.



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Monday, August 10, 2015

HAUNTED

For this flash fiction challenge, Barbara W Beacham has provided a photo and the first sentence of a story. Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Don’t forget to use the opening sentence… This challenge runs from Monday to Sunday! Get creative and have fun finishing the story!

Our thanks, today, goes to J.A. over at Living Author Society for suggesting a topic for this week’s challenge.

Please include the photo with your bit of flash and a link back to this post. Do not forget to click on the blue frog and add your link so that others can enjoy your story too! Now have some fun!





HAUNTED
Where did they go?”

You ask as you snap your haunting pictures of ruination. I see vibrancy, families, children, and my love; he'd fought courageously, but was overwhelmed by the sheer numbers. Father had sent me to the caves to gather the healing herbs for my sick sister. The beasts attacked after I left, and I watched from the hill above as the horde destroyed what had been my home.

My people believed the abode was invincible, but they'd died horrifically. Brick by brick these monsters were relentless in their attack. Our simple weapons took out a good number of them, but the beasts had more powerful armaments of light and fire.

I heard the screams long after they went silent. Once the invaders had wiped my tribe from existence and moved on to the next settlement. I returned to prepare for the future. Vengeance will be mine.

Please come in, rest a while.

150 words
Yolanda Renee © 2015

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Tuesday, August 4, 2015

BATSHIT CRAZY


Hosted by Barbara W. Beacham.
Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided.
Don’t forget to use the opening sentence…
This challenge runs from Monday to Sunday!

Get creative and have fun finishing the story!


BATSHIT CRAZY

 “The team employed the use of Nightshade to get the information they wanted from their captive.”

"She guaranteed the truth serum would work."

"You're batshit crazy. I'm just glad he agreed to dinner and you didn't have to kidnap the man, but he's asleep. How the hell can you ask a sleeping man questions?"

"She warned me and told me what to do just in case." Claire took the bucket of ice holding the champagne bottle and threw it over the sleeping man.

He coughed himself awake. "What the f…? Claire? What the hell's going on?"

"You passed out, are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Were their ice cubes in that water?"

"Sorry, I just reacted," she nodded to her companion who left through the back door.

"Jerry, can I ask a question?"

"Sure, just throw me a towel."

Claire tossed the towel and asked her long awaited question.

"Jerry, as the top agent in New York, honestly, what did you really think of my book?"

150 words
Yolanda Renee © 2015

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Wednesday, July 29, 2015

HOW I WRITE FLASH FICTION



Google that question and you'll find a plethora of how to's. Wiki-how.com has a numbered response with pictures for that answer. Since the answer is readily available, I thought I'd tell you exactly how I do it. 

I'm no expert but if you've been reading my blogs lately you know I participate in two weekly flash fiction challenges – Mondays Finish the Story – and Friday Fictioneers.


With Mondays Finish the Story – Barbara W. Beachman gives us a picture and a first sentence prompt. For Friday Fictioneers, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields gives only a photo prompt. She expects 100 words while Barbara gives us a challenge of 150 words. I enjoy both and if you're interested, please click the links to find out more.

As soon as the prompt is posted, I save the photograph to my desktop. I make it my desktop background until the story is finished simmering in my head.

However, the first thing I do is put myself into the scene – no matter what or where it is. Then I start to detail my story through the questions I ask. 

For a recent Mondays Finish The Story, the picture was of a black cat hiding behind a curtain, his paws clearly visible, and his bright green eyes shining through the thin material. Barbara posted the sentence "He thought he had found the perfect hiding place."

I became the cat. Why would a black cat hide? Whom would he hide from? What was happening that made him hide? From that, I fashioned my story Spells & Potions. See, it's that simple. I also try to find a way to end the story with something fun, unexpected, and surprising. It's not necessary, just fun.

You can read Spells & Potions HERE!

For a recent Friday Fictioneers, the photo prompt was a winter scene with a pavilion. I placed myself at the scene and then asked the question, why was I there? I decided for a first date. Moreover, while I made it a lovely first date, with the possibility of more for this young couple, and could have ended it that way, but I like a twist.

You can read First Date HERE!

I read First Date to my husband and son, and they immediately said, no one proposes on a first date. However, I had personal experience as proof they were wrong. I've had such a proposal, not once, not even twice, but three times – thank God, my dates didn't carry knives. :)

I hope this gives you some insight into how I write flash fiction, and an excuse to try one yourself. Once I see the prompt, I can usually get the story written in a very short time. I always write, edit, edit, edit, and then publish. The first draft is never good enough. Still the entire process takes very little time, I'd say from beginning to end, one hour, and it's fun!

And now you have my secret to flash fiction prompts:

QUESTIONS

It's a technique I learned when my son was young, and we had a long ride in the car. He'd get anxious and cranky. So we created stories. I'd ask a question. He'd give me an answer and then I'd embellish his answer and add another question. On one such trip, we fashioned a story of how he and his trusty best friend, his dog Peanut, saved the moon from a cheese eating alligator. He had fun, and a long ride became much shorter.

I use the same technique of asking questions during all my writing, especially when the story falters. Ask the right question, because there's always an answer!

While it might seem easy to put yourself into a photo prompt to get your story, you can do the same with a title, a list of words, or a sentence. What image do the words conjure? You're a writer, use that imagination and paint our story.

Speaking of painting a scene, today on WEP-Write…Edit…Publish Denise is detailing settings on a blog titled Spectacular Settings Mean Spectacular Reads, please check out her advice; she is the master of amazing scenery and atmosphere.

Detailed scenic writing is almost a lost art in the modern day of quick stories – get to the action – and short attention spans. Denise's scenic writing takes you to a destination without a photograph because she creates the scene fully through her writing. So check out the WEP blog and learn how add atmosphere to your writing.                        CLICK HERE!



HAPPY WRITING!

Do you have any secrets to writing you can share? 

Do prompts do it for you? Is it a title, a few words, or a complete sentence that gets your flash fiction writing juices started?

Come on share – it's just between you and me!



Tuesday, July 28, 2015

POTIONS & SPELLS


This is a unique flash fiction challenge where Barbara W. Beachman provides you with a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Don’t forget to use the opening sentence… This challenge runs from Monday to Sunday! Get creative and have fun finishing the story!

Please include the photo with your bit of flash and a link back to this post. Do not forget to click on the blue frog and add your link so that others can enjoy your story too! Now let’s have some fun!


POTIONS & SPELLS

“He thought he found the perfect hiding spot.”

Rufus watched from safety as Hazel went on a real tear. Potions went flying; even the flames under the caldron pulled themselves into a tight ball to avoid her wrath. But nothing she did could bring her favorite snack back into being.

Hazel could not be consoled. She even tried to create her own version, but her yellow cakes all tasted like dirt and the cream became so hard it broke the only tooth she had left.

Ranting and raving for days with no respite, Rufus waited for her to retire, and tried his own spell. After adding tail of newt, frog's eyes, and a little three spice to his concoction, Rufus knew he had the perfect potion to make Hazel the Twinkie baker she so desired to be.

Rufus was wrong; his potion turned Hazel into her favorite snack.

Rufus wasn't sad, Twinkies, he'd been told would last forever.

150 words
Yolanda Renee © 2015


Wikipedia


FYI:

"A Twinkie is an American snack cake, marketed as a "Golden Sponge Cake with Creamy Filling." It was formerly made and distributed by Hostess Brands and is again being sold under the Hostess Brands name. The brand is currently owned by private equity firms Apollo Global Management and C. Dean Metropoulos and Company. During bankruptcy proceedings, Twinkie production in the United States ended on November 21, 2012, and resumed after an absence on American store shelves, becoming available again nationwide on July 15, 2013." Wikipedia




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Tuesday, July 21, 2015

REANIMATION



This is a unique flash fiction challenge where Barbara's provides a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Don’t forget to use the opening sentence… This challenge runs from Monday to Sunday! Get creative and have fun finishing the story!

Barbara W. Beacham © 2015


REANIMATION

"The petroglyphs told the story of an unusual event.

An event being replayed despite its absolute absurdity!

The sky burned with colors that covered the spectrum, and as I watched darkness fall, I thought of family. Would I ever see them again? I walked back into the cave and my spot on the cold stone floor, thankful for the two by five mat and the safety of granite walls. I wondered how long we would survive before cannibalism became our only option. A spring provided the needed water, but our supply of MREs would only last so long.

I stared at the petroglyphs. They told of the first encounter with the alien worm-like creatures and their defeat by the natives. However, scientists had discovered live cells and had reanimated the creature as a military weapon. Meant to devour the enemy's army, they did not discriminate and swallowed entire populations.

My family, were they gone or hiding like me?

149 words
Yolanda Renee © 2015
My homage to "Tremors" one of my favorite movies.

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If you're looking to tighten your writing, eliminate the fat or just kick-start your creativity consider joining the WEP - Write...Edit...Publish Flash FictionChallenges. Hosted by the indomitable and talented Denise Covey and me her assistant, this year we have three challenges scheduled. 1000 words, short story, poem, photography, screenplay - you decide, but please consider joining the fun!