Sarah Ann Hall

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OLWG #27 and #28

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Here are my responses to two sets of OLWG prompts because I’m very behind at the moment, but I do enjoy the challenge of coming up with something for these. This week I’ve been superbly lazy and incorporated the prompts in my short pieces, as that gave me even fewer words to come up with. Sticking to the tried and tested I’ve gone for a haiku, American sentence and cinquain for each set of prompts. Thanks as ever to TNKerr and the OLWG for these.

 

 

full moon plundering

people asleep in their beds

get away with it

 

Auntie loved cats. Here near constant refrain, ‘Here kitty, kitty, kitty.’

 

Courtroom.

How do you plead?

They shouldn’t ask me that.

Don’t know. Can’t remember. Don’t care.

Death row.

 

 

ambassadoring

putting on a show to woo

those we love or need

 

Grandfather loved gratuitous sex and violence. Grandma left him.

 

Hoped for,

and there it was:

All she could ever need.

Her prayers answered by living souls.

Christmas.

 

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December 17, 2017 at 1:22 pm

Project 10K December 2017

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Plans for December? Nope. Life has gone slightly awry since the month started.

November goals:

1. Did you meet your writing/editing goals?

Yes, I completed NaNoWriMo successfully.  I wrote 50000 words and that seems to have exhausted my creative juices. I also had a successful pitch event on 27th November with a lovely agent who gave me some great suggestions on my book. Now I need to pull my finger out and make the changes she suggested before resubmission.

2. Did you have fun writing?

Yes, definitely and I want to keep on writing about my new character’s life.

3. Did the P10K help with motivation?

Yes, because posting my plans is a great way to keep me on track and accountable.

4. Anything else you want to tell us?

I don’t think anything else exciting happened in November. It was all about NaNo and the opportunity to pitch.

 

December goals:

December has started like a damp squib – any writing will be a bonus.

1. Read 9 books and get them back to the library by the end of the month.

2. Edit the first 3 chapters (approx 8k-words) of my book post-pitch.

3. Get a 1000-word ‘Christmas’ story ready for my writers’ group on 12th.

4. Participate in one Friday Fictioneers’ challenge – I’ve missed the last two.

 

 

Written by Sarah Ann

December 9, 2017 at 10:30 pm

OLWG #24 – George – #amwriting

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It’s prompt 24 for the New, Unofficial On-Line Writer’s Guild, and I played it safe this week with a 100-word cheery (?) tale. Somehow this week’s prompts felt as if they should stay together.

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George

George slumps into his chair, head resting against an antimacassar thickened and stained with grease. The chair is an island in a sea of filth. The house hasn’t been cleaned since Maggie. There’s been no tidying, sweeping, or cooking. George moves about by sliding across the ever shifting rubbish strewn everywhere. Sometimes he’s sure it moves of its own accord. He doesn’t care.

There’s been no laughing since Maggie either. That he misses. The keen edge of his spirit was blunted by her passing.

Pills in hand, George cradles whiskey in a glass, his staple sustenance, and longs for release.

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This week’s prompts are:

  1. Whiskey in a glass
  2. The keen edge
  3. Antimacassar

Use these prompts to write anything you like and would enjoy writing. Or ignore them and write whatever strikes your fancy. I like that idea too.

 

Written by Sarah Ann

November 16, 2017 at 4:04 pm

OLWG #21 – American Cinquains

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As usual, I’m a little late with these as the new OLWG (#22) prompts are already up, but I’ve had fun this week attempting to write American Cinquains. These are 5-lined poems with a 2, 4 ,6, 8, 2 syllable pattern. For a more eloquent description, click here. The titles below are the prompts.

 

I’m gonna be late for work

Awake

But not in time

To catch the non-stop bus

Jump on bike, race away quickly

And hope

 

Hippopotamus

Mud caked

Grey wallowing

Bulbous flanks, massive jaws

River horses dancing in lakes

Thick skinned

 

Wait till your father gets home

Frightened

She thinks I am

Know I’m supposed to be

But dad doesn’t care about me

I know

 

They had one greedy son

Albert

Ate for them all

Forty-inch chest aged ten

Racing towards diabetes

Too soon

 

King of Clubs

Chairman

Oblivious

To upset he causes

Committee will have him replaced

In time

 

I do

He asked

I smiled, said yes

My life became weddings

Dresses, seating plans and favours

Jilted

 

 

With thanks to the New, Unofficial, On-Line Writer’s Guild for these prompts and a new challenge.

 

Written by Sarah Ann

October 30, 2017 at 6:21 pm

OLWG #19 & #20 – American Sentences – #amwriting

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I have been meaning to participate in the OLWG (The New, Unofficial, On-line Writer’s Guild) writing challenges ever since they started. Three prompts are provided weekly to write to, you pick one, two or three, and post your response (full details here.) I made sure I stuck to Guideline 7 and had fun.

When TN Kerr posted about American sentences, with a great explanation and terrific examples, I saw a way in. This week I’m catching up on OLWG prompts #19 and #20. I’ve taken each one and used it as a title to set the context of my American sentences – 17-syllables left to right. I might have taken the prompts too literally, as I scribbled these in a quiet moment at work when I should have been paying more attention to what was going on around me.

 

My names not Bud

Clean and dry. Light and fizzy. Suited to a good meal as well as fries.

 

Southern Comfort and Smoke

After the lynching came the fires. She loved ol’ school hospitality.

 

Pull on Your Coat

Sky turns black. Wind whipping trees and tugging loose flesh. Deluge imminent.

 

Dirty Little Secrets

Going through paperwork when Mum died, I found out who my father was.

 

The Cure is Worse

Car runs red light. Numerous ops later he pleads for amputation.

 

Nothing they tell you is real

News report: battles lost; water shortages. “Life goes on as normal.”

 

 

Written by Sarah Ann

October 18, 2017 at 3:26 pm

#FridayFictioneers – 12/12/14 – Brotherly Love

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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 don’t know why the frog has changed his icon, but at least he does appear.)

 

Many thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Sandra for this week’s photo.

Last week’s prompt and story are still dancing disunitedly in my head. Hopefully, they’ll come together soon.

 

 

PHOTO PROMPT - Copyright - Sandra Crook

Copyright – Sandra Crook

 

Brotherly Love

(Genre: General fiction/ misery lit.; 100-words)

‘I –’ can’t do this. ‘I –’ am a worthless piece of shit. ‘It –’ What am I doing here? ‘It –’

‘Karl, we have time. You can say as much or as little as you need.’

Paternal, caring. Large smooth hands. He’s never done a day’s manual labour in his life. Does that matter?

‘I –’ can’t say it.

His gaze is intent but not threatening. He cares without pretence. I can’t trust him, anyone. Everyone lies.

‘It –’

How can he sit so still? He makes me want to fidget. I need to leave.

‘I –’ must go. Must – ‘It started when I was six.’

 

Friday Fictioneers

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December 12, 2014 at 1:42 pm

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