Sarah Ann Hall

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#FridayFictioneers – 2/6/17 – Retrospective

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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.

On seeing this week’s photo I knew immediately what I was going to write about, as the below stems from something that happened to a close friend. Unfortunately, work and travel have meant it’s taken me a while to get it down.

With thanks to Rochelle for hosting and Karuna for the photo.


© Karuna


(Genre: general fiction; 100-words)

I thought I’d outsmarted him.

Forty years on, I can’t remember why he did it.

I can feel my impotence, anger, sadness at watching my young life’s possessions go up in smoke. I stood rooted, fists clenched, chest tight, tears falling. In my head I asked why over and over, but said nothing. Father had explained the misdemeanour that caused my toys’ destruction. My psyche forgets.

Digging the foundations for a new extension, we unearthed the precious things I’d buried to keep from him. The past flooded back to taint the future.

But I will not let him win again.




Written by Sarah Ann

June 2, 2017 at 7:10 pm

#FridayFictioneers – 5/5/17 – Dwell Not

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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 stared and stared at this week’s prompt and couldn’t muster anything. Then I began to think about decay, and this strong female character turned up.

Thank you, as ever, to Rochelle for hosting and Sandra for the photo.

Copyright Sandra Crook


Dwell Not

(Genre: historical fiction; 100-words)

The hall’s fading splendour cuts Elsa deep. She once thought to reign here. Old Edward had favoured his cousin umpteenth times removed. Until the housemaid begot his brat. None fully believed; Edward was too proud to deny.

Elsa married a different cousin, strengthening the line with six healthy children.

The housemaid died of pox. Her brat is barren, however frequently and forcibly he humps; he ages speedily. None wish to bear his scion, or bind themselves to a house that rots while he gambles.

Soon Elsa will return as widow, residing while her sons restore grandeur to house and name.



Written by Sarah Ann

May 5, 2017 at 5:40 pm

#FridayFictioneers – 2/10/15 – Raw

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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.

(No pretty froggy today.)


It’s ages since I’ve participated, but I hope to be able to stick around now I’m back. As I’ve been missing for so long, my writing skills will be rusty, so constructive comments are appreciated.



PHOTO PROMPT - © Marie Gail Stratford

PHOTO PROMPT – © Marie Gail Stratford



Raw (Genre: general fiction; 100-words)

There’s a photo on my wall of children giggling. It’s so vibrant that, after 30 years, I have no memory of what made them laugh, but still smile.

The pair are on the left, sunlight from the right fingering their hair. But this isn’t artfully cropped. It is raw, shot on 126mm film by my brother when photography still held surprises. We’re in the garden, taking advantage of the last days of summer.

It was three years before the film was processed. No one could explain why it hadn’t melted in the fire. He is gone; his skills remain, exposed.



Written by Sarah Ann

October 2, 2015 at 3:43 pm

Ligo Haibun – Midsummer

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This week’s Ligo Haibun Challenge was about midsummer. Unfortunately, the longest day in the UK was foreshortened by cloud, which led me to think of my brother in Australia experiencing their shortest day, and so family was in my mind as I attempted this week’s prompts.

‘We are back to celebrate Ligo Haibun special with you. Ligo (Jāņi), celebrated from June 23rd to June 24th, is the world’s largest festival of nature. It takes place in Latvia, and definitely outside the capital, Riga. Līgo, pronounced [Ligwa], is also the name of our Weekly Līgo Haibun Challenge, and because this week coincides with the Līgo festival, we have a Līgo special.

  • This week you are required to choose TWO of the visuals in the slideshow below, and write a haibun using each one in your haibun. The two visuals can, and should ‘interact’ in your haibun.
  • Your haibun should have ‘nature’ or an aspect of nature as a general theme.’


For years Martin wove and wore the largest midsummer crown; his only recognition was the knowledge and respect of the village, and the women who came to his door. As an old man, Martin was invited to lead the solstice parade, and then to light the first fire of the festivities. At the end of his life, he lived for midsummer.

Years later, Martin’s family still spearhead the celebrations. His great granddaughters entwine oak boughs with blossoms for all the village; his nephews are the nimblest over the carnival fires; his cousins sing and make merry, conducting the commemorations. And, as the day wears on, most in the village declaim their kinship with Martin.

midsummer festival

binds generations through time

consanguineous lives


Written by Sarah Ann

June 27, 2013 at 8:20 pm

#Trifecta: Week 76 – Sidmouth, 1820

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My response to this week’s Trifecta challenge is short and sweet, but was fun to write.


The prompt:

BLOOD (noun)

1 a (1) : the fluid that circulates in the heart, arteries, capillaries, and veins of a vertebrate animal carrying nourishment and oxygen to and bringing away waste products from all parts of the body (2) : a comparable fluid of an invertebrate

b : a fluid resembling blood

2: the shedding of blood; also : the taking of life

3 a : lifeblood; broadly : life

b : human stock or lineage; especially : royal lineage <a prince of the blood>

c : relationship by descent from a common ancestor : kinship

d : persons related through common descent : kindred

e (1) : honorable or high birth or descent (2) : descent from parents of recognized breed or pedigree


The rules:

  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
  • The word itself needs to be included in your response.
  • You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
  • Only one entry per writer.



Sidmouth, 1820 (33 words)

‘She’s broken-heated, Seth.’

‘I’m sorry for it.’

‘She loves him.’

‘It matters not. I’ll not allow our smugglers’ blood to be corrupted. No daughter of mine will ever marry a customs man.’


Click here for more on historical smugglers.

Written by Sarah Ann

May 9, 2013 at 3:01 pm

#FridayFictioneers – 5/10/12 – The End of Summer

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Each week Madison Woods publishes a photo prompt for writers to conjure 100-words around – The Friday Fictioneers.



The End of Summer

A grandmother surveys her home. The children are gone, the space uncluttered. Silence pours from the crannies and the low lights of autumn settle on calm. Darkness will fall soon.

Months collapse into weeks collapse into days – the domino run of time.

Floorboards creak under footsteps; the walls hang heavy with colour. Bodies snake their way through surfaces laden with parcels and food. Squeals of laughter cut through a fog of orange, cinnamon and ginger. The miasma of hot air created by voice and oven escapes through open windows.

Everyone is smiling. And when the snow falls, they begin to sing.



Thanks to Rich for the title. I don’t usually start a story with a title, but, after reading Rich’s fall post, the light in Raina’s photo just had to be autumnal. As the story turned out, I’m not sure it fits its title now anyway.

Written by Sarah Ann

October 5, 2012 at 5:21 pm

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