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Toby – 100WCGU – Week173

Posted on 2nd November 2015 in #writingworkshop/ 100WCGU/ Crime Fiction/ writing workshop

Toby paused, the agony of loss felt physical, he’d known it was coming but it still hit him like a punch to the heart.

The knowing, the expecting, the anticipating didn’t make it easier; the pain was just as raw and overwhelming as if it had been out of the blue.

He’d loved her. There was no denying it, she was the woman of his dreams and as the flames leapt skyward he knew his heart was breaking.

‘It’s done.’ He spoke the words curtly and ended the call. Turning his back on the burning car he walked away feeling his heart harden with every step.

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This week’s prompt for the #100WCGU was:

Weather wise, it feels very strange here in the UK. It is now November but extremely mild. However, we have lots of fog around which makes for great atmosphere for the recent Halloween celebrations and this week, for Bonfire night. Let’s hope the temperature does not drop for November 5th. The prompt has to be around this theme, doesn’t it?!

It is: …as the flames leapt skyward..

If this is your first time here do check out ‘What is 100WCGU?’ for details of how to enter.

 

Toby – 100WCGU – Week173

Russian Roulette #100WCGU #week172

Posted on 29th October 2015 in #writingworkshop/ 100WCGU/ Crime Fiction

Simon felt the familiar thrill of anticipation as the man the by door caught his eye. Skilfully keeping up the pretence of flirtatious banter he finished off the cocktails with a flourish and handed them over. ‘There you go, girls.’ He said with a well practised wink that generated a ripple of giggles.

Little did they know that their chosen drinks, the Howling Dog, the Moon and the Creaking Boards made for quite the game of Russian Roulette as one of them contained Rohypnol.

Shortly after, the girls waved their goodbyes and headed out into the night; the man by the door followed close behind. The chase had begun.

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The above is my entry into this week’s one hundred word challenge for grown ups hosted by the lovely Julia Skinner @JfB57 – the prompt for this week was …the howling dog, the moon and the creaking boards… To see other entries or to find out more and have a go for yourself, click here.

#100WCGU #week171

Posted on 19th October 2015 in #writingworkshop/ 100WCGU

‘What about if I rock my chair back, like this” Barry demonstrated with an over zealous action nearly causing him to flip backwards “and then slam my coffee down and fix him with a steely glare?”

Trying desperately not to sigh out loud, Karen walked behind him and nudged the chair back to an upright position. “Or,” she said failing to keep the exasperation from her tone “or we could just be reasonable and ask him the questions we agreed earlier?”

“Love it, love it, I get ya” Barry winked “I’ll be bad cop and then switch to good cop but I can’t decide when to change.”

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Have you tried the #100WCGU (one hundred word challenge for grown ups!) over at Julia’s place? This is my entry for it, adding 100 words to the phrase …I can’t decide when to change… If you would like to read other entries or have a go yourself, please click here.

A Macabre Bake Sale #100wcgu #week168

Posted on 29th September 2015 in 100WCGU/ comedy/ fire/ writing workshop

100wcgu week168The bake sale had gone well and had shifted the bulk of it in a variety of tasty pies, soups and a red hot chilli. It had been a little hard to just give it away so eventually he had to accept payments; just enough to allay suspicion. There would be a certain irony to be enjoyed from donating the proceeds to charity.

The final parts had resisted quick lime, bleach and a rigorous slicing from the electric kitchen knife but were now finally burning gloriously in the Inglenook fireplace. No one will ever know, he thought with a smug smile.

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This was my entry into week 168 of the #100WCGU – to see other (lets face it, more pleasant,) entries or to enter for yourself please click here.

Holiday Horror #100wcgu week 166

Posted on 9th September 2015 in #writingworkshop/ 100WCGU/ holiday/ writing workshop

DSCN0177“Are we all agreed?” Sally stood with more determination than she felt as she challenged the group of strangers after they’d finished piling on loose leaves, sand and debris.

A few nodded but most just stared blankly as they sat facing each other, some avoiding eye contact, some sobbing and some staring into the middle distance clearly showing symptoms of shock. The bonhomie and raucous behaviour of the last few days evaporated as they all came to the dawning realisation that their lives were irrevocably altered and intertwined.

Everyone knows holidays make memories but none of them had expected this.

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This was my entry into the 100 word challenge for grown ups. To read other entries or to find the rules and see how to join in, please click here.
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Senses #100wcgu week164

Posted on 24th August 2015 in #writingworkshop/ 100WCGU/ Crime Fiction

Every single whisper of wind, every footstep, every breath sounded deafening to her ears; something wasn’t right and every fibre of her being knew it. Straining to see, Eva peered into the small area lit up by her torch beam, and finally saw what they’d been looking for.

A whimper from under the pile of sacking confirmed the discovery and Eva ran over to hug the small blonde girl huddled underneath. With a smile she glanced at her partner but Noah looked worried. Before she could ask him what was wrong the girl whimpered again, “Where’s my brother?” she whispered.

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Thank you for reading, I’d love it if you left a comment. This was my entry into the #100wcgu, week 164, to read more or to enter yourself please click here.

But What Will I Write? #100WCGU #Week160

Posted on 5th August 2015 in #writingworkshop/ 100WCGU/ writing workshop

Earlier in bed, a thousand beautifully arranged words had flowed freely from his mind. Perfect words, that made people cry and then quote afterwards to their friends.

In the shower after work, yet more marvellous words seemed to have added themselves, effortlessly.

Yet now, sat in front of the computer, there was nothing. The well was dry. The creative corners of his mind empty except for metaphoric tumble weed.

“Harry have you done your speech yet?” The shrill voice of his fiance cut through him like a blade.

“But what will I write…?” He replied, picturing her frown of response.

This is my entry into this week’s 100 word challenge for grown ups. To enter yourself or view the other entires, please take a look here.

Of The 13 #week158 #100wcgu

Posted on 8th July 2015 in 100WCGU

Of the 13, he was the last to survive. Standing quietly behind a tree he watched a young pregnant woman spit on the grave before walking defiantly away. Interesting he thought, clearly this man had made his mark upon many.

Once the group of mourners dispersed he knelt on the fresh earth feeling hot tears fall upon his cheeks. The sun blazed above him and birds chirped joyfully in the trees; it was a day to rejoice life yet a pact was a pact so before courage could slip away he bit hard into the capsule and awaited his inevitable fate.

The 13

 

 

The prompt for this weeks #100wcgu was …the 13… and/or the photograph above. In which direction would you have taken it? 

 

 

Encompassing Darkness #100WCGU Week 156

Posted on 22nd June 2015 in #writingworkshop/ 100WCGU

https://jfb57.wordpress.com/2015/06/22/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week156-2/

In front of them, the sky was dark and brooding and the old shack stood cold and alone. Her voice was quiet, barely audible in the eerie silence that filled the room. ‘It scares me,’ she whispered ‘the all encompassing darkness is closing in, I can feel panic rising in my chest.’

‘Try focussing on the light underneath, the brightness of a new dawn – a new future.’ He pointed at the brighter patch of sky before laughing and moving on to the next picture, deftly swiping a full champagne flute off of a passing waiter and without a backward glance.

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This is my entry into week 156 of the 100 word challenge for grown ups – to see more or to enter for yourself, click here.

Be Careful What You Wish For #100WCGU week 154

Posted on 1st June 2015 in 100WCGU

Attempting to distract herself she felt the wall for the 62 scratches she’d made to mark off  her best estimate of the days. She’d set her clock by the arrival of her daily meal – with no real idea of whether it came regularly.

Her clothes were baggy now, all those times she’d wished to be thin, this wasn’t quite what she’d had in mind.

Counting helped but didn’t block out the pain as he applied ever more pressure to her throat. He seemed disappointed that she didn’t struggle but her fight was all gone. Please, she thought, please let me sleep.

 

This gruesome little post is my entry into week 154 of the 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – click on the image to see the other entries or to enter for yourself. 

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