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#FiveSentenceFiction – Whimsical

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It’s been a long time since I attempted a Five Sentence Fiction piece, but I couldn’t resist this week’s word.

Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate writes a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: WHIMSICAL

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Sometimes she balls her fists, stamps her feet, and wants to screeeeeeam.

            are                                                                                                                 dan-

There             days                               to                                    her energies                      cing.

                                     she wants                                     all

                                                                      spend

There are occasions –

‘Oh look at that gorgeous ivory convolvulus waving its head in the breeze; hark, the cacophony of birdsong that welcomes the day and the fat blue sky criss-crossed by vapour trails and full of opportunities.’

And there are moments when observers wonder what on earth is going on inside her pretty little head.

 

Lillie McFerrin Writes

Written by Sarah Ann

April 8, 2014 at 4:29 pm

#FiveSentenceFiction – Flowers – Forever Lily

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Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate writes a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: FLOWERS

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Forever Lily

A single calla lily stands in a plain glass vase; a trumpet atop a long stem; tall and elegant; the simple green and white a marked contrast to the turmoil that was her life; the stillness of the church in juxtaposition to the energy she exuded.

Her raucous laugh, her loving and generous nature, her edgy wit, and the constant fear and pain of illness are all gone. Her shining eyes, the shapely legs that extended always from mini-skirts will be seen no more. She will never again cook for her family, pour a drink for a friend, offer a hug or kiss to one she loved.

Everyone leaves the graveside with a bloom and so her favourite flower becomes forever the memory of that last day, and of her.

 

Lillie McFerrin Writes

Written by Sarah Ann

September 17, 2013 at 7:43 pm

#FiveSentenceFiction – Fabric – Woollen Inheritance

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Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate writes a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: FABRIC

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Woollen Inheritance

The blankets sit in the loft atop a pile of boxes, wrapped in plastic. Once a year, in summer, I take them out, check for moth, air them. I touch the soft green hexagons to my cheek, run my fingers over the rough grey hatching, then re-wrap.

My grandmother was given the blankets on her wedding day and kept them for best; she passed them to my parents when they married, who kept them for best.

One day I will liberate them from my mother’s house: when I am married, when I have children, when my mother dies, they will cover my beds and be used, they will wear and live and be loved.

 

 

Lillie McFerrin Writes

Written by Sarah Ann

August 20, 2013 at 8:21 pm

#FiveSentenceFiction – Locked

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Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate writes a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: LOCKED

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It’s dark and cool in here and I’m protected from the searing heat. I’ve been inside so long that if I step outside I’m likely to burn, even with factor 50; my skin will blister and I’ll need calamine lotion and salt baths for a week. I know I am held here, locked in, for my own good, and that my parents are trying to protect me, help me like they always have, but I would still like the choice.

It hasn’t always been like this: my life used to be carefree; there were clouds and rain that I was able to dance in. Now though, whenever I suggest going into the open air I hear the same refrain, ‘Once your exams are done. Now get back to your revision.’

 

 

Lillie McFerrin Writes

Written by Sarah Ann

July 16, 2013 at 7:33 pm

#FiveSentenceFiction – Flight

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Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate writes a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: FLIGHT

 

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It arcs beautifully across the sky, shimmering and glistening as the flaming sun catches its angles. As it twists and spirals upwards, its flat surfaces stand stark against the perfect cerulean. I watch breathless, waiting for the apex when it will begin its earthward descent. When the zenith comes and it starts to fall, I smile. There is nothing like sending a recalcitrant laptop into flight.

 

Lillie McFerrin Writes

Written by Sarah Ann

July 10, 2013 at 10:18 pm

#FiveSentenceFiction – Blades

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Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate writes a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: BLADES

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She lay on her side, trying to take up as little room as possible. The gorse bush provided the only cover and crawling into it, its thorns scratching and grabbing at her hair and clothes, seemed her only chance.

She closed her eyes tight, before she remembered she was no longer a child and he would still see her, eyes closed or not, so she opened them again and looked out. Past the gnarled and twisted branches, the long grass waved in the light breeze; an ant crawled up a trunk in front of her, birds called, leaves rustled and she felt her body relaxing, slipping its exhausted way towards sleep.

The crack of twigs could have been anything, but the swish of the kukri was unmistakeable: only a statue would survive.

 

Written by Sarah Ann

June 24, 2013 at 8:31 pm

#Five Sentence Fiction – Home

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Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate writes a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: HOME

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Every time I return I am greeted by the same dark oak panelled door, scarred and bruised with age, its varnish always shining, its brass knocker bright – sturdy, safe, welcoming. The door warped the year my parents moved here: it has sat twisted in its frame ever since and, when the wind howls past in winter, they hang a heavy curtain.

The door opens on the tang of cloves and the sweetness of stewing apple: later I will bite through the crisp crunch of short crust and narrowly miss burning my tongue on the thick pulp of scented Bramleys – it’s always the same with never any variation in quality or flavour.

And so to bed, my palm feeling for the groove of the banister where every hand holds to turn the corner, and two steps later the squeak that no amount of nails can silence.

What will I do when they and it are gone?

 

Lillie McFerrin Writes

Written by Sarah Ann

June 18, 2013 at 8:30 pm

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