Sarah Ann Hall

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#FridayFictioneers – 14/7/17 – Nothing to Wear

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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.

Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and Janet for the beautiful photo this week.

Nothing to Wear

(Genre: fantasy; 100-words)

As the warlock’s summer party approached, Zilla resolved to attend, only the choice of perfect attire proved confounding. She could charm a gown of exquisite beauty, pervade a captivating scent, and might catch an eye with augmented lashes. It wouldn’t be the first time she had used her skills to bewitch a beau. And it wouldn’t be the last. Zilla was weary of being alone. She wanted someone to love and share her world.

She pondered hard.

Zilla arrived in standard garb, enchantment free, the plain young witch she was. She mesmerised and enthralled, and left with like-minded mate.

 

Written by Sarah Ann

July 14, 2017 at 4:43 pm

#FridayFictioneers – 23/6/17 – Summer Holidays

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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’m late to the party this week because I didn’t like my first miserable effort. This one came to me as I dozed off last night and is a bit more uplifting. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and Ted for this week’s photo.

 

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

 

Summer Holidays

(Genre: general fiction; 100-words)

It’s raining. It’s pouring. The old man is snoring.’

Dad stepped into the deluge, fed-up with our incessant noise.

Freddie and I couldn’t wait for ice cream everyday, running to the beach before breakfast, splashing in a sea warmed by daylong sun, tunnelling sand from dawn till dusk, grumbling when called inside to eat, falling asleep as soon as we hit sheets, and then doing it all again.

We’d find sand everywhere for weeks afterwards.

As the car clanged on to the ferry, Freddie and I grinned. ‘We’re all going on a summer holiday.’ And a dripping Dad joined in.

 

 

Written by Sarah Ann

June 24, 2017 at 11:42 am

#FridayFictioneers – 19/5/17 – Fixtures and Fittings

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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.

As usual, it took a while for any ideas to form, and then I came up with the below. Is this a story? Perhaps more of a vingette. Does it work? Let me know.

Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and Roger Butolt for this week’s photo.

© Roger Butolt

 

Fixtures and Fittings

(Genre: general fiction; 100-words)

‘Why do we always come here?’

‘It’s where we had our first date.’

‘And our last.’

‘They know us.’

‘We love the food.’

‘They leave us alone and don’t mind us poring over paperwork.’

‘And the coffee’s good.’

‘And the coffee’s good!’

‘We should try somewhere else.’

‘It wouldn’t be as comfortable.’

‘Which is why we should make the effort.’

‘Maybe.’

‘You’re too non-committal.’

‘You’re too rigid.’

‘Here we go.’

‘And that’s another thing going for his place; they don’t mind our arguments.’

‘There’s something I need to say.’

‘Me too.’

‘I don’t want us to get divorced.’

‘Me either.’

 

Written by Sarah Ann

May 19, 2017 at 2:14 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

#FridayFictioneers – 16/1/15 – One Day

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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 can’t believe it’s five weeks since I took part in Friday Fictioneers. It’s safe to say I haven’t got back into the swing of blogging and reading since the Christmas break. And now something VERY ODD has happened. I haven’t had a WordPress ‘New post’ email from anyone since 8th Jan. I’m slightly foxed and don’t seem able to fix it.

[Quite soon after posting, I found the problem. Emails and new post notifications back to normal. :)]

 

 

I felt a huge sense of sadness looking at Jan’s beautiful photo, hence this week’s tale, which isn’t great – it shows how out of practice I am.

 

Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields

Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields

 

One Day

(Genre: misery lit: 99-words)

Harry lays the table every 15th September. One year he knows his in-laws will come to share his meal.

Estella had wanted an engagement party and big announcement, but agreed telling their parents individually and first would be kinder. His parents were thrilled; hers never heard.

Wanting everything to be perfect, Estella was riffling in the airing cupboard for matching napkins when –

Estella was loaded into the ambulance as her parents arrived; they followed to the hospital.

Sepsis seeped in through scalded skin; days later organs failed.

Estella’s parents organised her funeral. Harry wasn’t invited to contribute.

Still he hopes.

 

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Written by Sarah Ann

January 16, 2015 at 2:46 pm

#FridayFictioneers – 31/10/14 – Daisy and Jack

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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’m not at all happy with my piece this week. I’ve left it, edited, left it again, edited, but I can’t get it to work. Maybe I need to change narrators? Any and all advice gratefully received.

(A revised version of the story can be found here.)

Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and Melanie for the photo.

 

Copyright-Melanie Greenwood

Copyright-Melanie Greenwood

 

Daisy and Jack

(Genre: General Fiction, 100-words)

‘It’s gone two. Something must have happened.’

Jesse had been pacing for an hour.

‘We won’t see them now until Easter,’ I said, refilling the coffee machine.

‘How do you know?’

‘Because it’s the same every year. They arrive with the sun and blow out with the winds.’

‘What will they eat?’

‘Porridge with fruit for breakfast,’ I said ‘Maybe a sandwich for lunch. And they’ll take turns creating something wonderful for dinner.’

He stared, eyes dubious.

‘You’ve served them every day this summer,’ I shrugged. ‘Didn’t you talk to them?’

‘Well, yeah. But I obviously didn’t listen hard enough.’

 

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Written by Sarah Ann

November 1, 2014 at 8:47 pm

#FridayFictioneers – 24/10/14 – Waiting and Longing

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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.

 

Having read romantic fiction this week for research purposes, I decided to try my hand at some – not terribly successfully methinks. I’ve also been reading about emotion affecting how characters perceive their surroundings, so had a play with that too. All comments – especially the critical ones – gratefully received.

(A revised version of my story, taking into account comments below, can be found here.)

Thank you to Rochelle as ever for hosting and The Reclining Gentleman for this week’s photo.

 

 

 

Waiting and Longing

(Genre: Romantic Fiction; 100-words)

Jess surveyed the grey lake reflecting blanket cloud. She checked her phone. 10am – the bench, Tom’s text read. She knew she’d been early but, at twenty past, was he coming?

Late and panicking thanks to traffic, Tom bounced down the path. In the distance the lake shimmered, mirroring fluffs of cloud in the bright sky.

A clash and clatter of stones caused Jess to turn. A scuffle perhaps?

Slipping in haste, Tom let forth a waterfall of scree.

As Tom straightened, Jess’s unease fled and her lips twitched a smile. Tom grinned, his mouth as inviting as his welcoming arms.

 

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Written by Sarah Ann

October 25, 2014 at 10:05 am

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