Posts Tagged: Literature
Visdare ~ Unanswered
“Mr Dickens?” “Dear God!” He stared out of the window, white, chalk, a face carved into horror: “where are the manuscripts? Jeeves, get the manuscripts and stoke the fire!” He stared straight into the eyes of the girl, the one
Visdare ~ Unanswered
“Mr Dickens?” “Dear God!” He stared out of the window, white, chalk, a face carved into horror: “where are the manuscripts? Jeeves, get the manuscripts and stoke the fire!” He stared straight into the eyes of the girl, the one
Picture It & Write ~ Under The Moon
Miles rushed under wheels and spray showered out behind the pick up truck. The windscreen wipers were slushing slowly back and forth on the glass in front of us, and my thoughts had been interrupted by the sight of a
Picture It & Write ~ Under The Moon
Miles rushed under wheels and spray showered out behind the pick up truck. The windscreen wipers were slushing slowly back and forth on the glass in front of us, and my thoughts had been interrupted by the sight of a
Friday Fictioneers ~ The (Un)Fortunate Pedestrian, Part II
I decided to embark on a serial, this week, by continuing last week’s 100 word story, (Part I), found here His hand was burning. Physically on fire. He looked up, startled, and saw the beam of light straight from the central
Friday Fictioneers ~ The (Un)Fortunate Pedestrian, Part II
I decided to embark on a serial, this week, by continuing last week’s 100 word story, (Part I), found here His hand was burning. Physically on fire. He looked up, startled, and saw the beam of light straight from the central
Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Stories ~ The Fortunate Pedestrian
“Hi babe!” “Oh, g’morning Miss.” “Wanna ride?” “Pardon?” “Wanna ride in my lovemobile?” “Not sure I should…” “…To a land of magic dreams, where dynastic epics bloom and fiery faerie words dance by firelight, and adventurers search for tales of
Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Stories ~ The Fortunate Pedestrian
“Hi babe!” “Oh, g’morning Miss.” “Wanna ride?” “Pardon?” “Wanna ride in my lovemobile?” “Not sure I should…” “…To a land of magic dreams, where dynastic epics bloom and fiery faerie words dance by firelight, and adventurers search for tales of
The Līgo Haībun Challenge ~ Prompt ”Melt”
Yesterday, here at the Arctic Circle, I thought some of the snow had melted, and stepped out into the whiteness with less forbearance than usual; but I was misled by my windowpane and it’s view, and between the footprints in
The Līgo Haībun Challenge ~ Prompt ”Melt”
Yesterday, here at the Arctic Circle, I thought some of the snow had melted, and stepped out into the whiteness with less forbearance than usual; but I was misled by my windowpane and it’s view, and between the footprints in
Friday Fictioneers ~ Igor’s Moment Of Gory Glory
“And now, ladies and gentlemen, my prize, something I designed, a likeness of one of my……previous…guests, here at my castle, by my own hands. Igor! The covering! Unveil it!” “Uh, Count Dracula, sir, you’ll be wanting some rest, its getting
Friday Fictioneers ~ Igor’s Moment Of Gory Glory
“And now, ladies and gentlemen, my prize, something I designed, a likeness of one of my……previous…guests, here at my castle, by my own hands. Igor! The covering! Unveil it!” “Uh, Count Dracula, sir, you’ll be wanting some rest, its getting
100 WCGU Challenge ~ A Message From Hell
”….the extreme weather meant…” is the 100 Word prompt _____________________________________________________ “Not one step back! Not one! You hear me?” the Führer screamed into the phone, spitting, repugnantly, to a phone that might as well have had no cord. The field commander outside
100 WCGU Challenge ~ A Message From Hell
”….the extreme weather meant…” is the 100 Word prompt _____________________________________________________ “Not one step back! Not one! You hear me?” the Führer screamed into the phone, spitting, repugnantly, to a phone that might as well have had no cord. The field commander outside
Friday Fictioneers ~ The End Of The Investigation
“Why does he do that?” “Wassat boss?” “You know what. Why does he leave clues about the next victim?” “Dunno boss, kind of his trademark…I guess, why?” “Why? You have the chief Inspector on this investigation with you and you
Friday Fictioneers ~ The End Of The Investigation
“Why does he do that?” “Wassat boss?” “You know what. Why does he leave clues about the next victim?” “Dunno boss, kind of his trademark…I guess, why?” “Why? You have the chief Inspector on this investigation with you and you
Carpe Diem Special ~ Shiki
On this first Carpe Diem Special I would like to pay special homage and thanks to Kristjaan Panneman, who set up Carpe Diem Daily Haiku, and provides the information and much of the inspiration. I should like to give Kristjaan
Carpe Diem Special ~ Shiki
On this first Carpe Diem Special I would like to pay special homage and thanks to Kristjaan Panneman, who set up Carpe Diem Daily Haiku, and provides the information and much of the inspiration. I should like to give Kristjaan
Friday Fictioneers ~ 1956
Genre: Political Fiction 1956 was when Ilona escaped from Budapest during the uprising. Just in time, too, moments before the secret police were to hand her over to the Soviet authorities to join her long-disappeared aunt in Siberia. She still
Friday Fictioneers ~ 1956
Genre: Political Fiction 1956 was when Ilona escaped from Budapest during the uprising. Just in time, too, moments before the secret police were to hand her over to the Soviet authorities to join her long-disappeared aunt in Siberia. She still
One Night In Eastern Hungary, A Few Years Ago…
Trifecta Writing Challenge Between 33 and 333 words, prompt word to use is ‘intention‘ -and must be used exactly as is, by its 3rd definition (see Trifecta). My word count is 330w. Check the Trifecta site for other stories! _______________________________________________________________________
One Night In Eastern Hungary, A Few Years Ago…
Trifecta Writing Challenge Between 33 and 333 words, prompt word to use is ‘intention‘ -and must be used exactly as is, by its 3rd definition (see Trifecta). My word count is 330w. Check the Trifecta site for other stories! _______________________________________________________________________
Picture It & Write ~ The Addiction
God what she could have become, who she could have been. I still have that photo of her. The first I took, with her brother and sister. I love it. There she is, at the edge of a forest on
Picture It & Write ~ The Addiction
God what she could have become, who she could have been. I still have that photo of her. The first I took, with her brother and sister. I love it. There she is, at the edge of a forest on
Carpe Diem Special ~ Winter Trees
With the prompt given by Kristjaan, I want to go back to the basics, no clever stuff, just pure imagery, which in a haiku can be so much more powerful than a photograph, just as a novel can give so
Carpe Diem Special ~ Winter Trees
With the prompt given by Kristjaan, I want to go back to the basics, no clever stuff, just pure imagery, which in a haiku can be so much more powerful than a photograph, just as a novel can give so
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Yesterday
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be…but today’s prompt is Yesterday, so I will give it a go. Some of the haiku below are taken from real concrete situations of mine, so have meanings that though transferable, have been personal
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Yesterday
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be…but today’s prompt is Yesterday, so I will give it a go. Some of the haiku below are taken from real concrete situations of mine, so have meanings that though transferable, have been personal
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Honeysuckle
Carpe Diem haiku ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ one wild honeysuckle worth rows of orderly tulips if by scent alone
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Honeysuckle
Carpe Diem haiku ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ one wild honeysuckle worth rows of orderly tulips if by scent alone
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Narcissus
Two haiku just to finish the year with, as I am so intrigued by this topic! ho chi minh embalmed despite his request not to narcissus withers . narcissus possess me let me be servant to your soul for mine
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Narcissus
Two haiku just to finish the year with, as I am so intrigued by this topic! ho chi minh embalmed despite his request not to narcissus withers . narcissus possess me let me be servant to your soul for mine
Picture It & Write ~ The End
Murrrrrder death mayhem! Satan comes out to count ‘em! I love Satan! I love Satan!* Guitars thrashing, heads dropping, hair trailing they looked just like they did onstage, drum pounding an impossibly fast beat, guitars vibrating, and an odd guttural
Picture It & Write ~ The End
Murrrrrder death mayhem! Satan comes out to count ‘em! I love Satan! I love Satan!* Guitars thrashing, heads dropping, hair trailing they looked just like they did onstage, drum pounding an impossibly fast beat, guitars vibrating, and an odd guttural
Picture It & Write ~ Woodland Farewell
“yes child?” “Well, its that I am no longer a child.” “My dear, every faery has the heart of a child, you know that.” Yes,but look, my back, its bare, my wings of youth have faded and gone, there are
Picture It & Write ~ Woodland Farewell
“yes child?” “Well, its that I am no longer a child.” “My dear, every faery has the heart of a child, you know that.” Yes,but look, my back, its bare, my wings of youth have faded and gone, there are
All About Lemon’s Love Of Haiku
All About Lemon’s weekly haiku challenge here on my breakfast table leftovers of a haiku what readers don’t see
All About Lemon’s Love Of Haiku
All About Lemon’s weekly haiku challenge here on my breakfast table leftovers of a haiku what readers don’t see
Carpe Diem Daily Haiku ~ Hawk
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Carpe Diem Daily Haiku ~ Hawk
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