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Thursday, August 19th 2004

9:12 PM

MY CONTEST! Fifty Five words!

  • Mood: PARTY TIME! Send me YOURS.

I read that book of short stories that are fifty five words or less. It's a lot harder than I expected to write a full story (beginning middle end) in fifty five words -- title not included. Most of the stories I've read in that format seem to end with a twist. Here's mine:

DEAR OCCUPANT
He saw the woman stare into his house, then blush. She wanted him. His wife went away next week. He’d risk it.

The house had been her lover’s. Before him, her other man, who relocated. Nostalgia made her look. She met the stranger’s gaze and turned away. But he seemed ardent. She looked back.

* * *

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SO? WHERE IS YOURS????

 Maybe I'll do a contest. Hmmm . . .what could be the prize. Maybe a book? Hey look, I have a huge stack of books all exactly the same -- Somebody Wonderful. And, huh, I've already read that thing.

OR

How about a prize of a pair of socks? Even better! A pair of genuine, hand knit Bosnian sox.
Gimme your stories. If I get more than 10 entries, there will be a contest and I'll send the winner socks (and maybe a book). If I don't get any response, I'll keep the socks (and maybe send out a book randomly) and have fun reading the cool entries I do get.

It's  a win-win situation!  . .or maybe just win-oh well, a few cool stories.

The contest will begin. . .Right NOW  and end hmmmmm. How about Monday? Sounds good, says the contest committee, which is me and the dog.

pretend this is small print: Void where prohibited by law.  If you live anywhere but the USA, be prepared to get it by slow boat. If no one enters, I will end the contest early so I don't look like a doot brain. Or maybe I'll just enter it myself a few dozen times. I get to decide the winner based on reasons that I don't have to explain to any of you. But I'll try to be fair. Hey, I'm a mother. I do this kind of Random Judging/Decision Making for a living, if you can call it that.

94 People Say.

Posted by Sheila Holloway:

SOOOO, do we email you with our flash fiction? I've got that Sombody Book, but I guess I'll take another one, if you'll sign it.;)
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 10:07 AM

Posted by Kate Rothwell:

I suppose you post it here so everyone can read it? Yeah, post it here. In the comments list.

Oy,Details! You're making me think of details when I'm a concept kinda gal!
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 10:16 AM

Posted by Bronwyn Parry:

Okay, Kate, here's my hastily-composed-in-my-lunch-hour offering. I probably missed an important rule. Do I care? :P

No shining saviour came to rescue her, only the devil in black leathers and a scowl. Dark. Dangerous. Not a man to mess with.

“You want a ride to town?” he asked.

“I’m too muddy.”

“I can handle it.” A smile just quirked those lips, those dark eyes. Sin. Pure sin.

“Thanks,” she said, grinning.
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 10:49 AM

Posted by Hula Doula:

Six Minute Labor

At lunch contractions began. It was her oldest sons birthday. "This baby can not come today." she thought. They sped off to the hospital.

"You are at a 3, now you are at 10!"

"Doula delivery in room 4!!"

Baby delivered safely into my open arms. Pure joy, beauty, love and perfection.

Here you go sweetie. I gave it my best!:)
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 11:28 AM

Posted by Sheila Holloway:

Here's my 55 words...I love flash fiction.
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It was scorching hot. Tina could see watery mirages rising over the runway asphalt.

“Flight 209 will be begin boarding now.”

The voice was monotonous, complimenting the surroundings.

Not even the glum, oppressive airport could squelch her joy. She was going home. Leaving this place, and Paul’s grave. The grave she dug in the basement.
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 9:06 PM

Posted by Sheila Holloway:

OOPS, didn't copy and paste in the title: Homeward Bound.
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 9:07 PM

Posted by Beth Grindstaff:

REUNION

Her heart was racing a mile a minute.

And she hadn’t even gotten off the plane yet. Remembering to breathe, she picked up her bag and stood up.

Ten months, she thought, exiting the plane. Ten long months her Marine had been gone. Flushed with anticipation, Gwendolyn proceeded through the airport—proceeded towards her lover.
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 10:13 PM

Posted by Beth Grindstaff:

MUCKY GUNK
“Ooohhh no! No, you don’t!” she warned Charlie.

Heedless, the wet dog shook soapy, mucky gunk all over her, and then the little beast bolted away.

Water continued to flow from the hose in her left hand. Wiping her eyes, Sallie decided to let the little demon rot. She dropped the hose and went inside.
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 10:44 PM

Posted by Beth Grindstaff:

THE LONG EERIE ROAD
Still not knowing what caused him to drive out this way, Jack followed the unlighted narrow dirt road.

Keep driving, the voice in his head whispered. She’s out there.

“Who?” he started, but then saw the small figure crumpled in the road. Swerving, he narrowly missed hitting it.

He hopped out and stopped dead.

“Barbara?”
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 10:45 PM

Posted by Genuine:

DRAW!

He stood on the dusty street, feeling the sun upon him. The bullet hit his left side. It seemed hot then cold as he regained his senses.

He looked at the boy smiling. He felt weak and dropped to his knees. He was fast, but not today. The kid named Billy was had beaten him.
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 11:01 PM

Posted by William Douglas Henderson III:

A DREAM TO FLY.

He longed to be there. To kick the tires, light the fires and push the GO HANDLE. But his reds were grey, his blues were black. His yellows were white. No wings for him. So now when he hears the turbos whine.... he looks skyward.
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 11:42 PM

Posted by William Douglas Henderson III:

WOW THERE IS SOME GREAT STUFF HERE!!!
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 11:43 PM

Posted by Genuine:

DRAW!

He stood on the dusty street, feeling the sun upon him. The bullet hit his left side. It seemed hot then cold as he regained his senses.

He looked at the boy smiling. He felt weak and dropped to his knees. He was fast, but not today. The kid named Billy had beaten him.

(This time submitted without the typo.....I was mortified!)
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 11:49 PM

Posted by Liz:

As she moved closer to him, he looked deep into her dark, moist eyes. They waited for a long time and nothing was going to spoil their happiness. The moment had finally arrived. The minister introduced Mr. and Mrs. Spider. They turned and with one gulp, the honeymoon was over.
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 11:58 PM

Posted by Sheila Holloway:

Homeward Bound

It was scorching hot. Tina could see watery mirages rising over the runway asphalt.

“Flight 209 will begin boarding now.”

The voice was monotonous, complimenting the surroundings.

Not even the glum, oppressive airport could squelch her joy. She was going home. Leaving this place, and Paul’s grave. The grave she dug in the basement.
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Hey if Genuine can resubmit typoless, so can I, right? :-?
Friday, August 20th 2004 @ 11:58 PM

Posted by Kate Rothwell:

okay new rule. All entries must contain at least one typo. no, no, no. Typos must be ignored because the Queen of the Contest never catches them and is embarrassed that she didn't notice these so called "problems" to begin with.

Wow, these are good. The Queen is Pleased. (Love that spider.)
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 12:03 AM

Posted by Sheila Holloway:

“Passing Through”

They were only visitors on a lovely vacation. Why spoil it by helping the woman in the parking lot?

Her screams were not important, she was a stranger. The high-pitched shrieks could be covered by the radio. When traffic allowed they could be on their way. After all, they were just passing through.
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And what does this say about my psyche?

I watch Forensic Files as entertainment and plan to do a Romantic Suspense with a murder, and of course justice.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 12:10 AM

Posted by Genuine:

THE TYPO

“Oh my God!” he exclaimed.

His submission had been easy to write but he needed his editor. She could have saved him the embarrassment. Perhaps they won’t notice. Then the phone rang.

“Nice typo” she said with a giggle.

“Thanks for pointing it out,” he whimpered.

“You’re still my favorite,” she said smiling.

Forgiven again.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 12:14 AM

Posted by Kym:

Here's my entry... cool contest! And I want an autographed book so I hope I win!! :)

Title: End of the World

No more babies. Ever. This isn’t how we imagined the end of the world. No explosion. No fire. No brimstone. Allysa described it as incredibly lonely when her contractions started. She was the last woman pregnant on earth. The planet had sterilized itself. The baby was stillborn and so was her hope. It was over.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 1:36 AM

Posted by Josh:

CUTTING REMARKS

I said I'd love you. For worse or better. But it kept getting better. You kept getting better. You emerged a butterfly, I remained unchanged: a caterpillar, each leg a failing.
No longer love, but worship.
Now you look like me, scarred outside like I am inside.
We can love each other again.

(Came here via Writers Point of View. Had to submit one. I think I have some old ones around, but doubt I can find them.)
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 1:44 AM

Posted by Josh:

OR WORSE

You never understood why I divorced you.
I listed the changes to the judge. You're new loves: opera, Tennyson, young country, musicals, hiking. And your old: action movies, western novels, rock music, spending time with me.
But even the judge thought we could divorce because you were no longer the man I married.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 1:57 AM

Posted by phoebegal:

"which way is up"
as she tumbled headlong over the precipace,her mind was spinning at lightening speed, back to a time when danger had no meaning for her.
closeted in safe and mundane activities.
how could she have gotten so far afield? how could she have let herself be convince this was going to be fun? oh no!!!!
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 2:08 AM

Posted by Risa:

Can we vote? I loved Kym's titled The End of the WOrld
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 2:11 AM

Posted by Sheila Holloway:

Next...

SHHH, I'm supposed to be writing on my WIP. I'm such a WIP cheater.

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June Wedding

It could never work. She knew it, deep down. Everything was wrong about him, from his family to his church.

He held her close, and whispered promises. Her family didn’t matter to him. Other people mattered less. Their opinions were worth dirt.

After a matter of months, their wedding was the talk of the town.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 2:32 AM

Posted by ben:

We’re home, the puppy jumps around exploring frantically.

“Can we keep her?” asks my son.

“Of course.”

“But only if the judge says so!” he continues.

“No, we got him at the shelter.”

“As long as the judge says we can adopt her,” he insists.

In my son’s world, the Judge holds all the cards.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 2:57 AM

Posted by bonnie:

Lovers Longing for Their Tryst

He emerged from the shadows of the candlelit room and pressed her quivering body close to his. She fit perfectly into his strong arms. "I've been waiting my lifetime for this moment", he whispered seductively.

"You know how long it takes to tuck the children into bed...", she murmured to her dear husband.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 4:09 AM

Posted by Scarlett Cyn:

Connor ached to touch her as he watched her slowly, gracefully remove her blouse…each button slipping free revealing more of her pale creamy skin to his hungry gaze.

She felt the answering need for him deep in her soul. She wordlessly moved into his arms and kissed him passionately, their bodies pressed closely together.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 4:26 AM

Posted by Scarlett Cyn:

Oops! Sorry,I forgot the Title!

TOO LONG DENIED

Connor ached to touch her as he watched her slowly, gracefully remove her blouse…each button slipping free revealing more of her pale creamy skin to his hungry gaze.

She felt the answering need for him deep in her soul. She wordlessly moved into his arms and kissed him passionately, their bodies pressed closely together.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 4:46 AM

Posted by Dread under Duress:

AUNTIE EM

The air sizzled, suffocating the young couple in its humid embrace. An acidic scent swamped the hilltop. Black clouds gathered and the skies screamed with fury.

"Bad," he whispered.

She nodded, watching as the thin black line let loose an angry tendril. It twisted in time with the distant rumble of a train.

"It's coming."
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 5:58 AM

Posted by Ali Al Saeed:

Did you expect me NOT to enter?! Sorry to dissapoint! :P:P

Create/Destroy
God created the universe in seven days...
I destroyed myself in seven seconds...
That’s how long it took me to pick up the gun and shoot my baby.
I wonder how long it would take God to destroy his own universe?
Can he bring himself to do it?
I’m not quite sure he could.

That's exactly 54 words. If you guys find it a bit depressing, well sorry. I wrote it some time ago and never thought that I'll ever get to show it to anybody!
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 6:03 AM

Posted by Hoolio:

Autobiography of a Demented Emu
Egg. Crack. Break. Breathe. Eat. Preen. Login. Keyboard. Preen. Journal. Type. Fix. Preen. Type. Laugh. Name. Smile. Preen. Logoff.

Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 7:09 AM

Posted by cheryl b.:

HEART'S DESIRE
She sees him so often, and is so close to what she wants, that her longing becomes almost unbearable. It would help to make it better if just once he would grab her, and hold her, and whisper in her ear, "why do you have to be married?"
But he doesn't.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 7:27 AM

Posted by Blossom:

Patience

He cannot seem to do it. Sweat is pouring down his face, his arms so sore. He cannot fathom facing her unless this task is accomplished.

It's slipping out of his hands, the cold, slippery object of his desire is not cooperating.

As he tries one more time "Pop" the pickle jar is open.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 7:42 AM

Posted by Bronwyn Parry:

Okay, Kate, you've sucked me in again. Here's my second attempt. Hey, it's even got a title, this time!


FORGIVING.

“This is for you.”

Her mother’s silver brooch, tarnished, like the memories.

From the Other Man. The home-breaker.

“She loved you,” he said.

“She left us for you.”

“Yes.” Not pride, only sadness.

“Was she...happy?”

“Without you, never entirely.”

“But you loved her.”

“Yes.”

Cool metal, against her fingers. Perhaps it could be polished.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 8:00 AM

Posted by Joanna Sandsmark:

Okay, I'll give it my batty best.



THE MAZE

A shot rang out and her shoulder exploded with pain. Where was the exit to the maze? She could feel the rifle site hovering near her heart.

A man's voice shouted, "Over here!"

Friend or foe? She turned toward the voice. The rifle echoed. Hit. She fell, the exit infinite inches away. Her eyes closed.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 9:01 AM

Posted by Jim Fish:

Thanks for the opportunity, Kate. Great idea and a nice challege for your fellow writers. My submission follows

No Beach Today

Jerrod sighed, “Another day no beach!” working in the embassy at Beruit.

A rumble from the bowels of the Earth… Smoke!… A missle!

Running! Running! Running! Any shelter… safety!

Seized by marines at each arm… to the Jeep. A fast ride to the airport and a C-130 to Frankfurt.

Whew!

So began the “Thirty-Day War”.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 9:04 AM

Posted by Jenn:

She lay there panting, looking deep into his eyes.
He kissed her forehead and smiled.
“It hurts.”
“I know.”
She screamed.
He reassured her.
She wanted it over.
He promised it almost was.
With a final grunt and push, her pain ended. And her new life began...

As a mommy.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 9:21 AM

Posted by Jenny:

Eyes closed, he flashed back over the heartache he had endured. Then, with a surge from his powerful white wings, he did spun around on the glassy lake and waggled his glorious plumage at the mallards. “I’m a freaking SWAN, you losers!” he cried as he soared towards the promise of his new life.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 11:46 AM

Posted by Jenny:

Life in the sideshow had been hard. Displaying herself as a freak of nature had weighed heavy on her soul. “Thank God for that advertising man,” she thought. She felt the hand of fate as he stroked her cheek. She held up the bottle and spoke to the camera: “Nair for Beards changed my life.”
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 12:08 PM

Posted by Hula Doula:

Full Circle
Would the test turn pink? The verdict was in...positive!
Eight months later she looked into the eyes of her daughter. Knowing she would love her for a lifetime.
Fifty years came and went. She sought out her daughter's aging eyes.
"You are my gift in life, and my love in death."

I had to give this one more shot. I just needed to try again. I'm really enjoying this! Not so good at it BUT enjoying it.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 1:40 PM

Posted by Mommy Notes:

MOVING ON

This is it, there is no turning back.

I took a few tentative steps, his hand reached out to grab me. My heartbeat raced...

I could do two things...walk away or stay in this emotional prison.

I gently pulled away from his grasp, shaky legs carrying me out the door.

I am finally free.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 5:38 PM

Posted by Hula Doula:

Grace and Beauty was her reputation.
But behind the four walls of her home she reigned in anger.
Would someone intervene to save her children?
A neighbor heard weeping of a small child in the backyard. This wasn't the first time.
A quick call...a knock on the door.
An unlikely hero. Rescuing the abused.

Ok that is morbid. Where did that come from???!!!
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 11:37 PM

Posted by Debra Hamel:

Reality TV
Will was nervous. If the bachelorette chose him, he'd win a suitcase full of money. A hot air balloon, hovering nearby, would whisk them away.

A sudden noise made the bachelors look up. The balloon pilot had thrown a rope ladder toward the girl's window. Suitcase in hand, she swung from the window and climbed.
Saturday, August 21st 2004 @ 11:46 PM

Posted by Wyllow:

Not a writer but figured I would giv eit a shot....Here is mine: Unpropitious Fate

Five years ago, fog sank around as her shirt was unbuttoned. Memories swam in her mind. Now dressed in black , her young son tugging her skirt. Brutal fate had robbed her of her love- again. Tragic death on the southbound train. The rain concealed tears of pain. She would go on, for their sons.
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 12:15 AM

Posted by Randi:

HALLOWEEN KITTY

Peeking into trailer windows, watching people do stupid things. One woman meeting her lover while her husband took their son trick-or-treating. Another window, a man beating this wife while their son looks on. Another window, a happy child with halloween candy. A flick of a black tail and he was off, mousing.
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 12:43 AM

Posted by Rockchild:

I posted this true story about me and my family on my blog a long time ago. I hope you like it and maybe come visit me sometimes, I hope!

Here it is:

After reading Molly's blog it reminded me of the time when a kid started a rumor saying that my family is a race of Bigfoot’s, except for my dad, because my mom says he's a dwarf from the underworld with short man's syndrome. Anyways, a few days later this kid read his essay "Bigfoot Lives" in front of the class. He said that the reason why no one found Bigfoot is because it's one of us now, then he showed pictures of me crossing the street from a distance on the way to school. Everybody laughed but not me because I remember the story my Dad told me about how he found my mom, in the woods!

Long ago when my dad was about to shoot a deer he saw a big hairy head pop-up to the right of him at the same time, so he missed. My dad then hid behind a tree and tried to reload his hunting rifle but he was out of rounds. He then saw the big hairy head pop-up again from behind a log about 15 feet from him but it was looking away, so my dad grabbed the biggest rock he can find and threw it and hit it in the head. He then went to check it out and found my mom sleeping. I still don’t know why my mom was in the woods alone, but if it wasn’t for my dad hitting her with a rock and bring her home tied to the car I wouldn’t be hear typing this.

The other thing that makes me wonder is my mom’s back problems. My mom's back hurts because she has to bend over alot to reach the sink because her feet are so big. When my mom sings it sounds so bad that my dad says it's a mating call, but he's not going. My mom is too tall for the car and has a hard time riding bikes because her knees keep hitting the handlebars. My mom has more hair under her arms than my dad’s chest, and he’s hairy. My baby sister has a lot of hair too, like a Furby, but she’s so cute.

Maybe the rumor is true, but it’s hard for me to believe. Wel
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 2:42 AM

Posted by Lynn Fulton:

Okay here are mine, two of 'em.

Railroad Tracks

The sun drilled him as he trudged, tripping on stones, blood sharp in his mouth. He remembered the train, how it emptied of passengers; the rail yard passing slowly by the open door; the warm breeze smelling of diesel. He remembered Karen; the note on the table.
He wasn’t sure if he fell or jumped.


At Juvenile Hall

I am a volunteer: embarrassed, naïve. Caught in the putty-colored hallway, all I can do is stay out of the way, stand and watch. The girl was mouthing off; bored guards snap on rubber gloves before taking her down. “Oh, God,” she screams, wrestled into a cell. She and I are the only ones surprised.


This was kinda fun!
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 5:16 AM

Posted by Dreamy:

Here's my entry. I've never heard of flash fiction, so this is an eye opener. Some great stuff here!

The Letter

She fingered the unopened envelope. Now dog-eared, smudged, and soggy from tears, the writing was difficult to read.

Opening it meant returning to his world.

She missed so many things about him.

Scrawling the necessary words over the address, she slipped it into the waiting mailbox.

"Return to sender." She did not miss his pain...
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 5:30 AM

Posted by Karan:

Always There

She ran her fingers through the ashes hoping to find one surviving memory. Finally, the fine powder yielded a small gold locket. She held her breath as she opened it and when she saw it's treasure, a tiny tear welled and furrowed a pathway down the soot on her cheek. Like always, he cheered her.
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 6:14 AM

Posted by Mommints aka Evil One:

Very intimidating but some great reading. Here's my humble offering and it's over...sorry.

The Greeting

The years of discipline and training had served him well; he managed not to grimace or flinch as the warrior came loping towards him. Propelled by gaseous fumes spewing from both ends, Manji was blabbering incoherently with glee as he approached his chieftain.

“May Allah have mercy on my soul,” he breathed in horror, bracing for contact.
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 7:19 AM

Posted by Mommints aka Evil One:

Ode to the Sox

See yonder sox displayed in journal entry?

Gander at the warm and vibrant hues of orange, brown and red. Wonder how the texture would feel under the tip of an inquiring finger, or how the tootsies would feel securely encased therein.

Relish the chance to own such a lovingly crafted pair…
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 7:34 AM

Posted by Mommints aka Evil One:

One more, I'm so sorry but once I caught on to this it was really fun! :)

Flash Fiction

Never heard of it, but I rally my languishing muse to the cause.

Oh horrors…sharp objects don’t work. She laughs at my pitiful efforts. Wench. I resort to bribery waving a credit card in her ethereal face. She blinks, comes alive with a yawn and languorous stretch.

Now the words start to flow.
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 7:49 AM

Posted by Grandpa Chuck:

The Playground!

He had taken the grandkids to the playground and noticed an old friend coming towards him.

“Grace”, he said, “It has been so long since I’ve seen you!”. “Yes”, she said, “I still think of you often.”.

They sat together while the children played sharing their life stories.
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 8:55 AM

Posted by Bronwyn Parry:

This is addictive! :)

LEGACY

She wove her love into a blanket. Blue for the sky. Yellow for the sun. Wool for warmth.

Long past his childhood, he kept it still, although faded and worn with age. Made for him, because he mattered. Always wrapping him in love.

He chose blue and yellow for his own son’s blanket.
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 8:07 PM

Posted by Nan:

Okay Kate, here's mine:

She was stalling, waiting for conversation to lull.
Finally, tapping spoon to wineglass, she drew their silence.
“Okay guys, here’s the scoop.”
“The turkey baster worked.”
“Thanks to your help, we’re pregnant.”
A happy gasp, then hands clapped and warm voices congratulated her.
Who among them, they all glanced around the table, was the father?
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 10:03 PM

Posted by Hula Doula:

He had been here before. Remembering he had told her stories of the military. His discription though thirty years later vivid in her mind.
The gate at Dochau opened, inviting her to step back in history. His explanation of the vivid horrors now at peace.
She was walking in the footsteps of her father.


I'm addicted. HELP!
Sunday, August 22nd 2004 @ 10:17 PM

Posted by Hula Doula:

Retracing
He had been here before. Remembering he had told her stories of the military. His discription though thirty years later vivid in her mind.
The gate at Dochau opened, inviting her to step back in history. His explanation of the resulsive horrors now at peace.
She was walking in the footsteps of her father.

Had to fix a word. Sorry
Monday, August 23rd 2004 @ 2:25 AM

Posted by Hula Doula:

He had been here before. Remembering he had told her stories of the military. His discription though thirty years later vivid in her mind.
The gate at Dochau opened, inviting her to step back in history. His explanation of the repulsive horrors now at peace.
She was walking in the footsteps of her father.

Had to fix a word.......AGAIN!. Sorry
Monday, August 23rd 2004 @ 8:38 AM

Posted by Genuine:

THIRST

The hot sand stretched forever. He could not see anything but sand in every direction. He needed water or he would die. Falling to his knees, he had forgotten what brought him to this hell. His tongue felt swollen needing crucial moisture. He would sleep here a while. Alas, the desert had finally won.
Monday, August 23rd 2004 @ 9:17 AM

Posted by Genuine:

ROLLERCOASTER

The ticklish feeling exploded in his stomach. He had never experienced this feeling. The fear enveloped him as he realized the speed of his descent. His breath stolen for a few seconds and then the bottom was reached. The car again climbed skyward. This was worth the wait in that long line. Summer is fantastic.
Monday, August 23rd 2004 @ 9:25 AM

Posted by Genuine:

BAD NEWS

His mind begged for a snippet of recognition. He looked around the room at the blank faces. He could not identify any of them.

“Where am I?” he queried.

“You’re in the hospital Johnny,” came the reply. “You have had an accident.”

With horror his memory returned. “My baby!”

“I’m sorry Johnny”

A tear formed.
Monday, August 23rd 2004 @ 9:38 AM

Posted by Genuine:

The Hostage

Rocking back and forth muttering nothing into the silence. Boredom had overcome him. He was in his third year of darkness, cold and damp, without the benefit of light. He could no longer sleep hearing the anguish from the others. He was the last American. He would die in this place. Terror is always costly.
Monday, August 23rd 2004 @ 9:47 AM

Posted by Adam Schwadron:

These are all great entries. Here follow my attempt at them. This is addicting.

Nightmare

The screaming stopped. John woke up drenched in sweat. Again the same nightmare haunted his sleep never allowing him to forget the horrific past. He reached into to drawer to pull out the picture of his wife and two kids. Never will he forget watching the accident that took his family’s life away from him.;)
Monday, August 23rd 2004 @ 4:43 PM

Posted by Adam Schwadron:

Ill combine these last three into one post. Im trying to stop writing new ones, but this is more addiciting that I originally thought. I need to go to bed.

Revolver

‘Click’
“Ha Ha I shot you dead.”
‘Click’
More laughter came from the children while playing with the revolver that had only one bullet in it for safety.
‘Click’
“You missed me that time”
‘Click’
“I like this game”
‘Click’
“Now do it to yourself”
Pressed to his own head he pulled the trigger,
BAM!!!


One armed bandit

As she pulled the lever of the one armed bandit again she couldn’t help but think that this was her time to win it all. She received an advance on her next paycheck to come gambling tonight. Her children sat at home, starving, crying, wondering where mommy was. Her thoughts fixed on the next spin.

Survival

The sight was more horrific than anything he had seen before. The helicopter pilot spotted the team on a ledge no bigger than a car. For three days and three nights they survived on a trickle of water from the mountain, and the body of a friend whose last heroic sacrifice was for their survival.
Monday, August 23rd 2004 @ 4:56 PM

Posted by simark:

Hi Kate, hope this isn't too late!! Do poems count?

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As she lept from the plane she felt the wind in her hair,
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Oh if only she'd packed a parachute...
Monday, August 23rd 2004 @ 9:37 PM

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Tuesday, August 24th 2004 @ 12:39 AM

Posted by Hula Doula:

I went two words over but after all...it's crazy in my house!! LOL
That last entry has no name. Just take the name off and I'm under 55. I was just being funny. *giggle:P
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She focused on his warm eyes. A sudden calmness came over her, and she was not afraid. He reached out his hand and he pulled her close. The air around her seemed to vanish, and at that moment time stood still and brightness surrounded her.

The plane crashed, and there were no survivors. Welcome home.
Tuesday, August 24th 2004 @ 2:59 AM

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Tuesday, August 24th 2004 @ 6:31 AM

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This one isn't mine - this is Gordon's entry I'm posting on his behalf. Note the reference to bats and belfry ;)

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Tuesday, August 24th 2004 @ 8:39 AM

Posted by Kate Rothwell:

right. that's it. Now I have to go set a trap for a judge. . a bit of cheese, or maybe a nice novel. heh heh. Actually I think Linda raised her hand. Poor woman! I wouldn't want to have to decide!
Tuesday, August 24th 2004 @ 8:18 PM

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Posted by Kate Rothwell:

looks like it's actually 10 at night. This blog operates on its own idea of time.
THE CONTEST IS OVER. Tune in soon for more because I got to use Shylah's gorgeous buttons more than once.
I think I've roped in Linda, The Professional Contest Judge, too. Funny, she's not returning my calls though.
Tuesday, August 24th 2004 @ 10:08 PM

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Posted by Sherry Upson:

sorry. I just looked again. I think I'm too late...
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