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100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week#169 – Agony

Posted on March 3, 2015 by Michael

This week’s prompt: …so what time did you say it was?… I awake. My face is buried in long grass. My mouth feels like a gravel pit. My body doesn’t want to know what happened, or when. My mind thinks, … Continue reading →

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100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week#138- Work It Out

Posted on June 23, 2014 by Michael

…but what is the prompt?…   It’s perfectly obvious. I can’t see why you can’t see it. Like it’s as plain as the nose on your face. Now stop it, there’s no need to go into the Python routine about … Continue reading →

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100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week #136 – it was 50 years ago

Posted on June 2, 2014 by Michael

I was riding my bike from school when I fell off and landed on my knee. I gashed it; blood flowed, if I look closely the scar remains. No thought then of going to the doctor or the hospital. My … Continue reading →

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100 Word Challenge Inhaled – The Princess

Posted on April 29, 2014 by Michael

I inhaled in catching sight of you. I couldn’t believe it was you. We hadn’t seen each other in years and the change in you was amazing. Before me stood a princess. You had said you were into exercise as … Continue reading →

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100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups – Week #131- Roger the Night Demon

Posted on April 28, 2014 by Michael

…when the night demons visit…   Hello Hello You don’t look frightened. I should be? Yes I’m Roger the night demon. Roger? Why’s everyone say that? Well it doesn’t actually strike terror into a person does it? Hi I’m Roger … Continue reading →

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Friday Fictioneers – Red Things

Posted on March 19, 2014 by Michael

The stairwell had long intrigued me. As a kid I used to marvel at the ornate metal work in the building my Aunty Eunice lived in. It was one of those that went up a long way, reached a point … Continue reading →

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Friday Fictioneers – End of the Line

Posted on March 12, 2014 by Michael

The boardwalk was the end of the line. You didn’t have to tell people. They just knew. It was eerie standing at one end knowing that in the distance was the last stop. It was a place you would often … Continue reading →

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Friday Fictioneers – The Manor House

Posted on January 15, 2014 by Michael

Our journey into the mist was marked by adventure. We knew that the Cat people lived in the misty forest. We knew they were not known for their hospitality. After driving an hour we encountered three figures standing in the … Continue reading →

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Friday Fictioneers – Play Ball

Posted on January 1, 2014 by Michael

Hey Rover you there? Rover? Ralph, you up the tree again? Yes, it’s that kid again. Little Jack? Yes him, horrible kid, always chasing me, pulling my ears. Ah stop whinging Ralph, get down and play ball with him. No … Continue reading →

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Friday Fictioneers – Saw The Light

Posted on December 26, 2013 by Michael

There was one thing I loved about her more than anything. It was her ability to show me the way when my life was going down the gurgler. So many times I had found myself in the gutter of life … Continue reading →

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