Sarah Ann Hall

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

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#FridayFictioneers – 12/10/18 – Escape Plan

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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 looked at this week’s prompt and started to write a story based on not being able to fit everything in, and then a colleague went sick and I had even more on my overfull plate. I’ve stolen a moment’s pause to finally great creative – only six days late. I will get round to reading and commenting eventually, probably about the same time I respond to this Friday’s prompt.

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


© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields


Escape Plan

(Genre: general fiction: 100-words)

‘I can’t do it.’

‘You can.’

‘I will never fit through there.’

‘Don’t be so defeatist. Where there’s a will –’

‘There’s usually a deluded fool. I know my life depends on escaping this room, but even my dissected skeleton couldn’t squeeze through that window.’

‘What window? We’re going through the door.’

‘Us and whose army?’

‘Just us, with full bellies and after a period getting to know our foe.’

‘It’s a heavily guarded steel door. No amount of studying will change that.’

‘No, but guards change. They’ll all tire of our lack of fight soon enough, and then we’ll pounce.’



Written by Sarah Ann

October 16, 2018 at 2:12 pm

OLWG#63 – Morning Misunderstanding

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Please find below a short story as my response to this weeks New Unofficial On-Line Writer’s Guild prompts. I’m not sure the title of my short story fits, and I wish I had more than 25-minutes to develop these characters. I’m intrigued to know what Spencer has done so may have to work with him again.

Thank you Thom for the prompts.


Morning Misunderstanding

Maisie Grainger spots a young man she hasn’t seen in the district for a while.

‘Good morning Spencer. You’re up and out early.’

‘Yeah. Got things to do.’

‘You out running before breakfast?’

‘You know me, Mrs. G. I’m always on the run. I’ve just got to pick up a few things.’

‘You’re such a good boy. I was talking to your mother just the other day and she was telling me how you’ve been away doing good things. Africa was it?’

‘Something like that. Look I –’

‘Oh don’t let me keep you. Me and my gassing. I just wanted to let you know how much we all think of you. Keep up the good work.’


Spencer watches Mrs. G toddle towards the newsagents. His energies drain, shoulders relax. He looks at Mrs. G’s house, full of riches he knows having been spoiled there as a child with ginger cake and home made strawberry ice-cream. He looks at her retreating back and knows he can’t do it.

He was only supposed fly in, say hello Mum, and be off again before they started looking for him. But Mum had insisted he stop the night. ‘It’s years since I’ve had you under my roof. You know how much I love to watch the way you sleep.’

And he had given in, because that’s what good boys do. But she hadn’t had any money to give him so he’d scoured his memory banks wondering where he might gain enough funds for the next leg of his adventure. If only Mrs. G. had still been in bed, he’d have been able to creep in and take the silver tazza her husband got as a retirement gift. But she’d been up and she’d treated him nicely, dammit.

Time to say goodbye to Mum and head-off before the wooden-tops arrived and carted him away yet again.


This week’s prompts are:

  1. you’re early
  2. always on the run
  3. the way you sleep

Go ahead and dive in, set your imagination free!
Write something
Ready, Set, Go – you have 25 minutes, but if that is not possible, take as long as you need.

Have fun

Written by Sarah Ann

August 16, 2018 at 6:49 pm

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