Sarah Ann Hall

Reporting on writing in progress or, more probably, not; practising flash fiction.

Posts Tagged ‘100-word story

#FridayFictioneers – 13/7/18 – Take a Break

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Every Wednesday Rochelle Wisoff-Fields publishes a photo prompt to inspire writers to write 100-words of flash fiction or poetry.

At any point during the following week, the Friday Fictioneers post their 100-word tales. Read the other stories by clicking below.


Writing has been overtaken by life at the moment and I am clearing up after the cleaners at last week’s Friday Fictioneers party. The idea for the below came slowly enough and the execution was even slower. I’m not sure the last line works. Please critique away.

Thank you to Rochelle for hosting and Liz for the photo.

 

Take a Break

(Genre: general fiction; 100-words)

Of the twins, Dan was the confident one. At family gatherings he volunteered to entertain with magic tricks, or played guitar to accompany reluctant Sophie’s singing. At school he excelled in everything and was a champion sportsman.

He grew up to mountain climb and pot-hole, always seeking greater adventure. Only a hatred of cold kept him from the poles.

When Dan chose shark diving as his fortieth birthday treat, no one was surprised.

Neither was Sophie when an empty cage rose from the water.

Down the coast Dan swam to shore, promising to let everyone know he was safe, soon.

 

 

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Written by Sarah Ann

July 17, 2018 at 3:34 pm

#FridayFictioneers – 6/7/18 – We Must Remember

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Every Wednesday Rochelle Wisoff-Fields publishes a photo prompt to inspire writers to write 100-words of flash fiction or poetry.

At any point during the following week, the Friday Fictioneers post their 100-word tales. Read the other stories by clicking below.

Thank you to Rochelle and J Hardy Carroll for this week’s photo.

I’m not sure my story works – please let me know.

 

© J Hardy Carroll

 

We Must Remember

(Genre: speculative fiction; 100-words)

It stands as a memorial. The site of the last spontaneous combustion.

As the sun spots grew and the flares flew closer to earth, the instant ignitions became numerous and scary. No one knew who or when or why. Lovers were burned, children orphaned, families lost. The world’s population pulled together, unable to find anything or anyone to blame.

And then it all stopped. Days, weeks, a year went by and no one smouldered. People started to breathe, fall out, and fight again.

The last scorch mark stands protected as evidence that everyone can get on. When they want to.

 

 

#FridayFictioneers – 29/6/18 – Top of the Pops

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Every Wednesday Rochelle Wisoff-Fields publishes a photo prompt to inspire writers to write 100-words of flash fiction or poetry.

At any point during the following week, the Friday Fictioneers post their 100-word tales. Read the other stories by clicking below.

With thanks to Rochelle for this week’s photo as well as hosting.

 

© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

 

Top of the Pops

(General/ misery fiction: 100-words)

His room is as he left it. He’ll be back. He always comes back. Eventually.

It depends how things go, which is a useless catch-all, but that’s all he ever gives me.

So I wait. Hoping things go well. Hoping the unfinished score is one day completed. Which it will be when he gets his head together.

He stays with his girlfriend. It’s not as if he’s on the streets. But a mother worries. Always. The excuse of an artistic temperament doesn’t wash with me. I’ve always known him. He’s not bi-polar. The tests say so, but still I worry.

 

 

Written by Sarah Ann

June 28, 2018 at 8:05 am

#FridayFictioneers – 22/6/18 – Excuse Me

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Every Wednesday Rochelle Wisoff-Fields publishes a photo prompt to inspire writers to write 100-words of flash fiction or poetry.

At any point during the following week, the Friday Fictioneers post their 100-word tales. Read the other stories by clicking below.

My muse decided to be busy elsewhere on seeing this week’s prompt. So I showed the picture to my other half and he told me what he saw. Hopefully the below makes sense, although this is a vignette not a story. There’s a link at the bottom if not.

Thank you Rochelle and Fatima.

 

© Fatima Fakier

 

Excuse Me

(Genre: humour; 100-words)

‘Stop pushing.’

‘I was here first.’

‘With a photo finish, I’d be further over the line.’

‘Having more out front isn’t something to boast about.’

‘Just because you aren’t favoured in the bust department! Will you stop barging into me?’

‘I told you, I was here first.’

‘I think you’ll find we’d dived for the doorway at exactly the same time, or we wouldn’t be in this mess. Are you that desperate for canapés?’

‘I’m trying to get to the toilet.’

‘Then you’re going the wrong way.’

Squelch, whoosh, splat.

‘Dammit. Can you help me up?’

‘What’s the magic word?’

 

Confused?

 

Written by Sarah Ann

June 22, 2018 at 4:09 pm

#FridayFictioneers – 15/6/18 – Freedom

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Every Wednesday Rochelle Wisoff-Fields publishes a photo prompt to inspire writers to write 100-words of flash fiction or poetry.

At any point during the following week, the Friday Fictioneers post their 100-word tales. Read the other stories by clicking below.

 

When I looked at this week’s prompt I immediately imagined someone trapped in a cellar, seeing a bird outside, and longing to be free. Then I read Bjorn’s prompt for Haibun Monday on d’Verse and took a different path.

With thanks to Rochelle for hosting, Jean for this week’s photo, and Björn for a useful nudge.

 

© Jean L. Hays

 

Freedom

(Genre: general fiction; 100-words)

I’ve been locked in here for weeks now, watching the days shorten through a tiny skylight. No one will be looking for me. I led an independent life and won’t be missed.

My kidnapper keeps me fed and watered, and life is easy not having to make choices about what to eat, how to fit in shopping, what to wear each day to look my best. Not being able to pee whenever the need arises is the only inconvenience.

She hasn’t told me why I was taken, and I have ceased to wonder. Having no control has become weirdly liberating.

 

 

Written by Sarah Ann

June 15, 2018 at 10:12 am

#FridayFictioneers – 8/6/18 – Within or Without

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Every Wednesday Rochelle Wisoff-Fields publishes a photo prompt to inspire writers to write 100-words of flash fiction or poetry.

At any point during the following week, the Friday Fictioneers post their 100-word tales. Read the other stories by clicking below.

My story this week might feel a little distant from the picture. I started with ideas of a sniper picking out a man in the red shirt, before the hall is entered by a swarm of Manchester United supporters, but that came to nothing. Next I got to thinking about libraries, swarms of tourists, and the following misery tale developed, although I’ve identified the genre in grander terms.

Thank you to Rochelle and Roger this week for the prompt.

 

© Roger Bultot

 

Within or Without

(Genre: philosophy; 100-words)

There once was a book in which the author described a perfect mystical world. She implied it could be found on Earth and peppered clues to its whereabouts in her text. For years scientists and readers argued over where nirvana might be, forgetting an author’s imagination. Possible sites were identified, visited, excavated. Multiple magical landscapes were destroyed then re-visited as examples of what not to do.

The author became a recluse. On her death her follow-up manuscript was published. ‘Beauty and devastation exist in the world, whether or not it is seen.’ Succinct as it was, few grasped her point.

 

 

#FridayFictioneers – 1/6/18 – Marital Bliss

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Every Wednesday Rochelle Wisoff-Fields publishes a photo prompt to inspire writers to write 100-words of flash fiction or poetry.

At any point during the following week, the Friday Fictioneers post their 100-word tales. Read the other stories by clicking below.

I’ve used this title before, and probably in a similar vein. Oh well, the story has a chance of being vaguely original. Or maybe not.

Thank you to Rochelle for hosting and Connie for this week’s wonderful photo.

 

© Connie Gayer

 

Marital Bliss

(Genre: revenge fiction; 100-words)

My sister and brother-in-law’s relationship is tempestuous. They are quick to flare and rapidly make up. Mel occasionally throws things, John learnt to duck early; both patch dents in walls.

Their latest argument was over something as petty as tea, its origins lost. In heat John mentioned divorce; Mel flung her wedding ring into the garden saying he was welcome to it. Next morning John hired a metal detector and has been searching ever since.

‘When are you going to tell him you retrieved it immediately?’ I ask.

‘When’s he dug over the whole patch, and it’s ready for planting.’

 

 

Written by Sarah Ann

May 31, 2018 at 9:04 pm

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