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Workshop at the End of the World
It’s Friday Fictioneers again! Doesn’t time fly? Hosted as always by Rochelle, a bunch of us get together to write roughly 100 words to a photo prompt, supplied this week by Claire Fuller – thanks Claire!
I had a spot of bother with this one. I toyed with a couple of ideas but none of them seemed to work, or were based on visual gags. I finally fell back on old faithful – post-apocalypse. Last year I was obsessed with slaughtering people, this year it’s the end of the world. Just once I’d like to write a rom-com.
I also had major words count issues so it doesn’t flow as nicely as I’d hoped, but that’s the challenge, isn’t it?
You can view other people’s entries here – have a read!
Copyright Claire Fuller
Zed knew the structure to be a workshop – he had a stash of old books and had seen pictures. He had even deciphered some of the scribbles.
Inside he could see… machines? lying dormant. They would ever be so. They needed sparkfire to run, he remembered, and the knowledge to harness this was lost in time.
He gazed at the scribbles over the entrance. “No… smok-ing” he sounded out. Why would one wish to catch fire inside to require such a command, he pondered? Chuckling, he went in out of the sun, took a seat and lit his favourite pipe.
CWG Week 5 Episode 25
It’s week 5 of Kerrie’s Chain Writing Game! This week sounded like a budding romance, but it didn’t take long for everything to go horribly wrong.
Catch up with the story by clicking on the little blue froggy. My third contribution is below.
He’s Behind You – episode 25
“Uncle Victor? It’s me, Ben.”
“Ben? How are you, my boy? How’s your mum?” came the reply.
“I’m not so good, Uncle. I’m at work and there are these Botanical Industrial Units…”
“Biological Infiltration Units? I didn’t know you were cleared.”
“They’re loose,” continued Ben. “They’re trying to kill…”
“Give me that!” snapped Kelly, switching to speaker-phone. “Victor? We need to reach the kill switch. People are dying.”
“Excellent!” chortled Victor. “They work, then.”
“Please, Uncle!” shouted Ben.
“The building is sealed. This is an excellent test!”
“Not any more,” said Kelly. “We broke a window.”
“What?” screamed Victor. “Okay. Here’s what you need to do.”
CWG Week 5 Episode 15
It’s week 5 of Kerrie’s Chain Writing Game! This week sounded like a budding romance, but it didn’t take long for everything to go horribly wrong.
Catch up with the story by clicking on the little blue froggy. My second contribution is below.
He’s Behind You – episode 15
“Any clue how we’re getting out of here, honey?” asked Ben.
“Excuse me?” growled Kelly.
“Um, Kelly, I meant.”
“Out the window,” she replied. “We’ll slip along the ledge and down the fire escape, it’s only two offices over.”
Kelly grabbed a chair and threw it, smashing the window. Cold air rushed in as she swung herself out, looking back at Ben and holding out her hand.
“Um, out the window?” asked Ben.
“Yes. Problem?”
“I’m not great with heights,” mumbled Ben. To accentuate his point he broke wind again. Kelly rolled her eyes.
Three of the creatures smashed through the door.
CWG Week 5 Episode 5
It’s week 5 of Kerrie’s Chain Writing Game! This week sounded like a budding romance, but it didn’t take long for everything to go horribly wrong.
Catch up with the story by clicking on the little blue froggy. My contribution is below.
He’s Behind You – episode 5
“What the hell is that?” screamed Kelly.
“I don’t know, it’s… it’s… I don’t know!” replied Ben, frantically pushing the button on the lift controls. “Come on, come on!”
“Push the button! Push the button!” screamed Kelly.
“I am pushing the button!” yelled Ben.
The creature came closer. It was dark in the lobby – only the emergency lights were glowing, but Ben was certain this creature was not human.
Finally Ben’s efforts came to fruition and the doors slid closed. The lift began to rise.
Somewhere below Ben heard a rending sound as the lift doors in the lobby were ripped open.
Sharing My World Week 3
Cee over at Cee’s Photography blog has this cool challenge ever week where we get to share our world! She poses four questions every week and we answer them as humorously honestly as possible. Here is the cool badge.
Here are this week’s questions, along with my answers.
A New Patio
It’s Friday Fictioneers time, hosted as always by the lovely Rochelle. A hundred plus eager writers get together to offer their own interpretation on a photo in around 100 words, and this week the photo has been supplied by fellow Friday Fictioneererererer Björn Rudberg!
Other entries can be found by clicking here.
So, without further ado, here is my contribution to this week’s fun.
Copyright Björn Rudberg
Zeke’s sigh was lost in the rumble of the cement mixer. What a waste of time this was! They were out in the middle of nowhere. Anywhere would do, but his wife was a traditionalist. It has to be done the right way, she insisted. You always hide them under the patio, she argued.
He threw another dismembered corpse into the concrete and sighed again. They were perfectly alright where they were before, feeding the grape vines.
A flash of light caught his eye – sunlight glinting off binoculars far below in the valley.
Ah, lunch!
He reached for his hunting rifle.
CWG Week 4 – Behind Bars
This week for Kerrie’s Chain Writing Game we’ve been invited to write a companion piece to one of the stories we’ve written during weeks 1 to 3. Having already written “Jorge’s Story” from “Have You Seen Helen“, I’ve decided to write interviews from prison with two of the characters from “A Bloody Monday Morning“.
I’ve been really strapped for time this week so I’ve hammered this in quite quickly (being close to the deadline and all). I hope I haven’t accidentally introduced any continuity errors 😦
Other companion stories can be found here.
This is just a quick bit of fun (I didn’t want to miss out on a Chain Writing week). And so, without further ado, and with very little editing, I present to you “Jed and Charley – Behind Bars”!
The Constant River
It’s that time of the week again – Friday Fictioneers time!
Every week a bunch of us write 100 words (or thereabouts) in response to a photo prompt, which this week has been supplied by Erin Leary. The talented Rochelle is our host – why don’t you give it a go?
This week’s other entries can be found by clicking here.
This is something a bit different from me this week. There’s no humour and nobody dies horribly (sort of). I’m not sure I like it, it makes me melancholy. Hey ho 🙂
Copyright Erin Leary
The river flowed sluggishly through the lowland fields beneath the weak light of a watery sun. It had been birthed high in the mountains. It would become part of the great water.
In its travels it saw many things. Trees and grasslands. Mountains and plains. Four-legged beasts and man-things.
Its waters ran red now, red with the blood of many man-things upstream. The river cared little for such things. It was forever. It was constant.
The man-things were temporary. Inconsequential.
The river understood this as it flowed indifferent to Man’s inhumanity toward Man, continuing its long journey to the sea.
Sharing My World 1 and 2
I’ve noticed that recently I’ve posted pretty much just fiction, especially with the Chain Writing Game I’ve started to participate in. Maybe it’s time for something different, I thought, and just as I thought this I noticed that a few of my bloggy friends are doing this “Share Your World” thing, courtesy of Cee’s Photography blog. Thank you Cee!
It’s basically four questions to answer every week, and you can find out more than all you ever wanted to know about me!
I’m a bit behind. This is already week 2, so I’m going to do weeks 1 and 2 all in one. I know, a tall order. Nevertheless, I shall attempt it! I’ll try to be brief this week as I’m doing two at once. Maybe next time I will add some pictures.
CWG Week 3 Episode 15
Welcome to the the Chain Writing Game Week 3, hosted by Kerrie Ann Salsac. This week’s story is called “A Bloody Monday Morning”. Here is my third and final contribution!
Jenna lay on the grass, trembling. All around her stood the wolves, along with the strange man – wolf? – who had introduced himself as “In’ang’to”.
“What… what’s happening…I don’t understand…” she managed.
“Do not fear, sister. You are dazed – a side effect of your transportation here. You will remember in time.” He held out his hand.
Jenna took it hesitantly. What the hell was going on here?
“We will take you to a place of safety. Come.”
“Safety” – that word burned into her mind and she nodded.
“What about me?” called Jamie from the tree.
“Sorry!” called Jenna. “Survival, you know?”
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