They’d been through a lot together, and there was still some way to go. After the GFC things became difficult, and then they became dire, but in a world that had become uncertain there was one thing the man could hold onto for hope.
Or perhaps ‘Rust’ would be more fitting. It’s the first non-work writing I’ve done in months, and it feels like it: clumsy and jagged. Apologies in advance, dear Reader.
So, I was thinking about Wuthering Heights and that led me to Kate Bush’s song, which is haunting. Cathy and Heathcliff had plenty of unresolved issues, and it got me wondering about the subtexts of relationships and reality; ‘What if?’ Here ’tis.
This is a sad one and yet too often true. It’s short at under 500 words.
First, there were werewolves:
Now there’re zombies.
This is v.2.0 of the Chuck Wendig ‘Dead Body’ Challenge.
Here’s It Won’t Stay Dead.
I haven’t done a Chuck Wendig Challenge for a while, but his latest one worked in well with a longer story (8,000 words) I’ve just written, so I wrote this one with the idea that it would be a prequel to that, but, as often happens, it took on a life of its own.
Here’s the Challenge:
Here’s Romulus & Rhemus. (The Werewolf Version).
This is an odd sort of story and it feels unfinished to me, but I’m still recovering from the workweeks from hell, so this is all I have. It’s a continuation in the theme of Soul Keepers and the Presence, which I’ve written about before. In this one, however, I wanted to explore the downside of an involuntary spiritual awakening.
I wanted the character to struggle with the differences in perception between doing what’s right and doing what appears right. So, this story is a little dark, unforgiving, and unresolved.
This story isn’t a pleasant one and it doesn’t have a redeeming ending. Sometimes, when I’m working on a main character for a larger story I write shorts like this, to get more insight into how that character would react when the shit hits the fan.
I know it doesn’t seem a very nice thing to do, but writing a complex character means that I have to throw everything at him or her, to find out where the high points and the breaking points are. This, then, was an exercise in breaking the lead character and seeing if he’d recover from it, and how long it’d take him, and how he’d do it. In this story, he hasn’t recovered even though the years have passed. Life can be like that.
This short is a bit clunky. I didn’t go back to smooth it out because it served its purpose and it led to another short I’m in the process of writing but which is, I think, a pretty controversial subject. We’ll see about that one.
This story comes with multiple warnings:
:::Death::: :::Bigotry::: :::Racism::: :::Loss of a child:::
I used a random generator for the X and Y choices and came up with Robocop and Silence of the Lambs. Here ’tis.
“Stop being a bastard. You have fifteen seconds to comply,” said Robocop, his Auto9 Beretta93R at the ready.
“Tell me about the lambs, Clarice,” Hannibal replied smoothly.
The Dark God rose behind her, quietly building the fury it would unleash. Before the next pulse could pump through her heart she turned and rammed the Sword of Fire into the centre of his chest, thrusting it home with all the power of the Elementals. Surprise registered on his face as he looked down. In seconds, he exploded in a shower of sparks and oily flames, the Sword hanging suspended in the air until she reached for it and returned it to its scabbard.
The Challenge: Write an opening sentence.
followed by Pick an opening sentence and go.
The title sentence was provided by Shauna Clinning. http://shaunamooreclinning.com Thank you, Shauna. Thank you, Chuck.
PS. I don’t know what happened here but only the opening paragraph published and I didn’t notice it until much later. Here’s the complete 1,261 short story.
A short story for the Chuck Wendig Challenge http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2015/04/10/flash-fiction-challenge-time-again-to-write-an-opening-sentence/
I wrote this from the sentence created by Tori.
The stains from dragon vomit almost never came out, and being covered in it while standing in a pile of manure, Donovan should have known better than to think the day couldn’t get any worse.
Chuck Wendig’s ‘The first line’ Challenge.
The first line was contributed by devsmess. I wonder if she knew what she was letting herself in for.
Image credits go to my newest friend and source of inspiration, Bettina, at http://zeebam.com She is a very talented visual artist and writer, and an all-round lovely person. Go there. Immerse. Repeat.
** Multiple Warnings: strong continuous horror, catastrophic violence, disturbing image **
The darkroom was decades unused, but she found it still suitable for developing photos; and as the contours of the images darkened and formed, so did her impression of the mother she thought she knew.
Here’s my first dubious contribution to the latest Wendigism. http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2015/04/10/flash-fiction-challenge-time-again-to-write-an-opening-sentence/
The Challenge was to write a story from a first line provided by someone else. I chose Brenna Faye’s opening sentence for this story, which is long at around 3,300 words but which can be read simply as Part 1 if you prefer. Thanks to Brenna for the inspiration and Chuck for the Challenge.
“Let go of the past,” Madeline’s mother had always warned her, “for it feeds upon us all with great appetite, and wants to live again.”
That’s what this blog was founded on. Bollywood meets Armageddon.
Sure, I bugger about and trip over cables, but here in the safety of my own home, where I have solid relationships with a gerbil and a freaked-out Inner Child named Sabrina, I read more than I write. In finding stuff I like reading I hunt through bookstores and second hand shops, but I also do what you do.
Unspeakable things to myself. Ahem. Read other blogs. There are gold and diamond mines out there. I’m finding them, one blog at a time.
So, it’s always been a trait of mine that I invite guest writers to post their stuff on my page. That’s where the Bollywood big dance productions come in. Sometimes, it also involves out of control fireworks. I don’t edit what those guests write and I don’t dump their stuff unless it goes a step or fifty too far into describing genuine atrocities: harm against children, sex trade stuff; the kinds of things we should all be horrified by.
So now, Ada Ireland http://unashamedwriting.com and Bob the Wordless https://simplyterriblewriter.wordpress.com are invited Authors. They can publish directly and, being complete lunatics, they’ll probably wait until I’ve passed out from fatigue.
I hope you enjoy their stuff as much as I’m completely freaked out by it. Just like the stories in my head, this blog has multiple voices.
s of this blog will know that yesterday Ada Ireland posted a great little story called ‘Miss Boring Died Today’.
I f you haven’t already done so, read that first, or this story won’t make sense to you. ‘Looking For Jane’ was just a bit of fun I had while Miss Ireland was racking up 20 years of much-needed beauty sleep overnight. She likes surprises, so I very thoughtfully sent her one. This.
To be fair and honest, there are a few disclaimers.
The ‘statistical’ stuff was googled one sleepless night a year ago.
The silly names were inspired by a Rowan Atkinson skit he performed decades ago.
The Latin and translations came directly from Handy Latin Phrases.
The motivation was provided by my friend, and hopefully now yours, Ada Ireland of http://unashamedwriting.com
Please visit her and leave a comment. She lives for them. And I’m the only one who ever comments over there so, strangely, she lives for me, if you see what I mean. 🙂
My friend and colleague, Ada Ireland, posted this short story to her blog today. Seeing as my blog has so many visitors 😀 I thought I’d get the word out.
PS. Because a Post Script is also a Power Statement.
This one was inspired by Kay Rumson http://kayerumson.blogspot.com and the pictures of Piscina Mirabile posted here http://magistraburke.blogspot.com.au/2012/08/where-would-vampires-hide-out-in-italy.html
With so many good images to choose from it’s hard to pick just one, so here’s the third.
This one was ‘WaspZilla’, contributed by Kristin at http://mireles-musings.blogspot.com.au/2015/04/wasp-zilla.html
*Note: Because this comes with multiple warnings I attempted to ask Kristin (twice) if she was okay with strong content, but her blog kept eating my comments. I toned the story down from the original, but it’s still pretty full-on. Kristin did say on her blog that she wanted a story that’d give her nightmares, so I hope this fills the bill.
Strong horror warning. Catastrophic injuries warning. Strong violence warning. Environmental disaster warning.
Here’s the Challenge, to write a story to an image posted by Chuck or others who’re so inclined. I just couldn’t go past the image provided by Leslie. Here it is.
This hugely appeals to my sense of the genuinely strange, so thanks to Leslie for allowing me to let loose my Inner Weirdo.