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#Sunday Photo Fiction ‘Prickly’ #FlashFiction #100words

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It’s Sunday and time for Sunday Photo Fiction. Below is the picture which inspired me to write the following 100 word, flash fiction, although according to the rules, you can write up to 200 words. Thank you Susan for hosting and Lakshmi Bhat for this week’s photo prompt.

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Lakshmi Bhat

Prickly

“Ouch,” he said. “That hurt.”

“So, put a plaster on your ego,” she replied.

“Just one dance.”

“I told you, no way!”

“You’re the bridesmaid, I’m the best man, the music’s playing…”

She didn’t let him finish. “What part of no don’t you understand?”

“I know Derek was an idiot.”

She huffed. “Everyone knows your brother’s an idiot.”

“You’re hurt, but I’m glad.”

 “What?”

“I’m glad he’s out of the picture.”   

“And so are you!”

“I’m up for a challenge.”

“So, go climb the Everest!”

“Only with you.”

“You’re cocky.”

“Rhymes with prickly,” he whispered as he led her to the dance floor.  

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That was fun to write! I hope you enjoyed their witty banter 😉 There will never be a dull moment with this couple!

 

#Sunday Photo Fiction ‘The Secret Door’ #FlashFiction #100words

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It’s Sunday and time for Sunday Photo Fiction. Below is the picture which inspired me to write the following flash fiction of slightly over 100 words, although according to the rules, you can write up to 200 words. Thank you Susan for hosting and Susan Spaulding for the photo prompt.

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Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding

The Secret Door

Dr. Smith pushed her glasses to the top of her nose. ‘Can you describe how you’re feeling, Sarah?’

‘I’m lying down in the middle of the street, in my school uniform, while passersby throw stones over my motionless body.’

Dr. Smith nodded as if she understood. ‘Close your eyes, Sarah. Imagine you’re a bystander watching. What can you see?’

‘A girl buried under a huge, grey stone pyramid.’

She smiled. ‘Look again, Sarah. Perhaps you’re not under the pyramid, you’re inside it and there’s a way out.’

‘Like a secret door?’

Dr. Smith nodded. ‘Exactly.’

‘Where?’

Dr. Smith leaned towards her patient. ‘I’m here to help you find it.’

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#Sunday Photo Fiction ‘Happy Anniversary’ #FlashFiction #100words

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It’s my second time taking part in the Sunday Photo Fiction. Below is the picture which inspired me to write the following 100-word flash fiction, although according to the rules, you can write up to 200 words. Thank you Susan for hosting and Terri Smeigh for the photo prompt.

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Photo Credit: Terri Smeigh

Happy Anniversary

My husband raised his gold-rimmed champagne flute. ‘Happy anniversary, darling.’

I smiled, in spite of the partying and the other women, because I had learned to play my part.

A reporter approached as planned. ‘Senator, a few words for Celebrity Night?’

 ‘I’d like to thank my wife for twenty years of love and support.’

‘It’s been a pleasure, my love,’ I replied, although I wished we were back at the highway diner where he proposed.

He promised eternal love and I believed all our dreams would come true. Be careful what you wish for, I thought as my heart wept.  

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#Sunday Photo Fiction ‘The Nightmare’ #FlashFiction #100words

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It’s my first time taking part in the Sunday Photo Fiction. I came across the picture which inspired me to write the following 100-word flash fiction, although according to the rules, you can write up to 200 words. Thank you Susan for hosting and Fandango for the photo prompt.

Photo Credit: Fandango

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The Nightmare

I watch his thoughtful face on my phone screen as I describe my nightmare.

“I’m walking along a narrow path lined with tall, sturdy trees, but there’s a bend ahead and I can’t see what lies beyond, so I slow down then stop, because I’m terrified. That’s how I feel, paralyzed. What does it mean?”

He smiles. “I’ll tell you what happens next. You keep walking until you’re standing by my side, and together we walk down the aisle towards the man you love.”

“Are you sure, dad?”

“Absolutely, my princess.” He sighed. “Your mother would be so proud.”

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#NaPoWriMo Day 14 ‘Thoughtful Spot’ #poetrymonth #April #Poems #Haiku #SilentSunday @A_AMilne

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NaPoWriMo

National Poetry Writing Month is a poetry writing challenge to write a poem a day, which takes place every year in April. Follow the link to find out more, be inspired, get daily prompts and meet other poets!

Day 14, poem, ‘Thoughtful Spot’ was inspired by a Twitter post I read today by A. A. Milne, about Winnie the Pooh.

Thoughtful Spot

Sit in thoughtful spot,
Warm yet out of wind. Sit down,
Hear, watch and wonder.

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We all need time to be mindful  to stop, sit and think before we carry on with our busy lives.

I have favourite places, but fortunately, my thoughtful spot is anywhere I can jot down ideas for poems, stories or novels, in a car, waiting for the bus, taking a walk, reading my Twitter feed or blogs I follow, speaking to a student or colleague, boring meetings tend to inspire me as my mind drifts… I just need somewhere to take notes, as I don’t like to lose that fleeting thought that may never return.

 

#NaPoWriMo Day 7 ‘Silence’ #poetrymonth #April #SilentSunday #Haiku

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NaPoWriMo

National Poetry Writing Month is a poetry writing challenge to write a poem a day, which takes place every year in April. Follow the link to find out more, be inspired, get daily prompts and meet other poets!

For Day 7, I’m joining in with Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt. Writers and bloggers are invited to use the prompt creatively by writing a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel, or anything else.

Click on the banner for more information about this fun weekend writing prompt!

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I’ve come up with a 15-word and 17-syllable Haiku called Silent Sunday, with two photographs I took recently in Fontibre, Cantabria, Spain.

Silent Sunday

Don’t speak now keep still,
Listen to wind shaking trees,
Watch drops slip down leaves.

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Trees and leaves, like flowers are always quiet, peaceful and so pretty. It’s impossible to feel upset or angry while looking at them, their light shines straight into our hearts.

We all need a few minutes of silence, to recap, listen to ourselves carefully and recharge our batteries for the coming week.

So, this weekend, look for trees, leaves or flowers, they’ll make you smile and help you regroup!

Send me a picture of a tree, leaf or flower on twitter and I’ll write you a poem:)

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