Sarah Ann Hall

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

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#FridayFictioneers – 28/9/18 – A Lifetime Opportunity

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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. 

Some weeks I struggle, and then some weeks a spark fires. I’m not sure this is any good, but the idea came quickly, so much so I’ve posted on a Thursday.

Thank you to Rochelle and Yvette for this week’s rapidly stimulating photo.


© Yvette Prior


A Lifetime Opportunity

(Genre: speculative fiction)

Roll up. Roll up. Help yourself to the tipple of your choice. Honest to god these are no catch freebies. Pick a flavour. Choose a size. Opt for the adventure you most desire.

Do you want to be shrunk like Alice? Would you like to float above it all like Timothy Leary? Do you need to live the effects of arsenic poisoning to enhance that novel you’re writing? Whatever your pleasure in liquid form, we can provide.

Make your selection. Sign the waiver. Nominate an honest friend to provide the antidote when required.


No responsibility accepted for bad decisions.




Written by Sarah Ann

September 27, 2018 at 4:39 pm

#FridayFictioneers – 19/4/13 – Take the Rough with the Smooth

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Every Wednesday Rochelle Wisoff-Fields publishes a photo prompt to stimulate and inspire writers to write 100-words of flash fiction or poetry. Every Friday (or before) the Friday Fictioners post their 100-word stories.

Visit Rochelle’s site for the rules on how to join in and check out the other stories by clicking on the blue guy.



Take the Rough with the Smooth (100 words)

Ted made decisions on the throw of a dice. Ellie trusted the runes. Vera let pebbles choose her fate – smooth for yes, rough for no. She was never the one to pick for fear of influencing the selection.

Vera carried a drawstring bag, asking others to withdraw a stone when required. Once someone had participated, they knew the rules and couldn’t be asked again. When she had petitioned all her friends, Vera entreated acquaintances.

Her village was small, with a limited pool of strangers, and the time was fast approaching when Vera would have to make a decision for herself.


Written by Sarah Ann

April 19, 2013 at 7:26 pm

Līgo Haībun Challenge ~ Picture Prompt

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I’m not doing very well with getting my Līgo Haībun challenges posted, so I’m playing catch up. I’m not a poet and struggle with the haikus.


5/4/13 – Picture Prompt


copyright Nightlake

Rules: 220w limit (hopefully), haiku finish, making the haibun.

We do like haiku that flow, without capitals or punctuation, the ‘normal’ way.


The Climb (218 words)

Six months ago she ran up the hills she can see from her window. In six months she will do so again.

Today she can stand without toppling, can transfer from chair to upright with the strength developed in her arms. She walks with the aid of stick, crutch or frame, depending on her mood and level of confidence. Two weeks after the accident, the doctors told her she’d be lucky to get this far.

‘It’s still a bit touch and go with your leg, I’m afraid.’ Dr. Jones smiled condescension.

‘Take the bloody thing off.’

‘I don’t think you understand –‘ Patronising; hands clasped over bosom.

‘Yes, I do. I can keep my leg with its butchered knee and walk with a permanent limp. Or you can take it off and I can be fitted with an athletic prosthetic.’

‘Miss. Tulip –‘

‘There’s nothing more to discuss.’

Stairs were still a bit stop-start, her every move supported by a hand clamped tight to the banister. Once she could fly up them two at a time she would be ready for the outside. She yearned for the day when she would be free, the rain pummelling her hair and the wind biting her flesh.


circumstances kill

her dreams to reach the summit

she grabs the last chance



29/3/13 Down At The Crossroads

‘Last week we were looking for description. This week we are looking for narration primarily; the telling of a story. The prompt does not have to be used exactly as described, nor does the person in the video need to be used, but it might help.


Man on the Verge (208 words)

The town planners thought they would solve the problem by redesigning the ring road. The place was a disgrace, an eyesore, a health hazard. It attracted all sorts of undesirables.

The old man had been living in his army tent on the verge of the crossroads for 20 years. Social services had offered him a flat. One time they’d coerced him away long enough to dismantle his home and move his belongings into council accommodation. He lasted a night before dragging everything back to a new canvas cave.

No one was sure where he went during the road works. The pummelling of kangaroo hammers and hands jammed on horns sent up a cacophony through which not even he could sleep. The local paper asked for sightings, but there were none. For a moment the town planners smiled with satisfaction at a well-executed plan.

When the cones and workmen dispersed, it took weeks for the traffic to learn the new rules. It was only a day before the war veteran returned and set up camp on the central reservation, bull’s-eye of the old junction. He lived there until he died, cushioned by the lulling rumble of tyres.


attempts to move home

through costly restorations

thwarted by strong will


22/3/13Picture Prompt

‘This week’s prompt is a photograph by David Williamson. I won’t say which country it is in, as that will maybe stem creativity, but will say that this week we are looking for descriptive writing, that is setting the scene, more than narrative tenses, or an actual story. So our 3 Honourable Mentions in Dispatches will focus on how evocative, dreamy, alive or colourful you make your haibun.

Description does not mean it has to happen in the present tense, and there can be the faint whisp of a story involved too! Try to ‘balance’ your style out, so the haibun reads well, and yes, we do like haiku that flow, without capitals or punctuation, the ‘normal’ way.

  • remember long and short sentences arranged in different ways can make nice ‘waves’ or patterns
  • ‘the’ can be a boring word, especially as it is often followed by boring words
  • metaphors can be beautiful, sometimes
  • carefully careful
  • please disregard any so-called advice that will interfere with your haibun!’



The Loom (101 words)

She works without heddle or shuttle. Lithe and nimble fingers pull weft through warp, weave threads of blood and aubergine into a shawl of bruises.

Wool, hemp, cotton, jute, silk – wefts suited to the client’s purse or the garment’s function. Colours left to the weaver’s discretion – reds of rubies, garnets, spinels, poppies, roses, or lips. Purples of amethyst, harebells, mussels, varicose veins and emperors.

Fibres picked out, plucked, strung and knotted; colours intermingled, bound together forever.

Time passes.

Lustrous scarves wind around necks, comforting blankets swaddle shoulders, hardy carpets are thrown over floors.


imitation jewels

shine bright in natural light

nature’s cloth muted

Written by Sarah Ann

April 11, 2013 at 12:59 pm

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