Her beauty was her only currency and by the time she turned 20, she was morally bankrupt. When she reached 23, she had been in a series of relationships with both men and women; though later on, she was never quite certain if this made her bi, lesbian or just a good opportunist.
Category: Competition
Competition
Don’t Go!
He heard them saying something about an accident and a time of death, as he lay there staring helplessly at a host of people, doctors and nurses he assumed, with masks on their faces and gloves on their hands.
As a noisy, whining machine was powered off above his head, and as the doctors and nurses walked away discussing what would be for lunch, he lay there, unable to move, breath, or even blink, trying to scream, “No wait, don’t go away!”
A New Vice
Morning coffee brought out all the secrets they had been keeping. “The silence,” he said, “is me thinking.”
Strong enough
If you were to tell her how sweet her expression looked, how cute SHE looked, she would just vehemently reply: ” I don’t want to look cute or girly, I am strong and can fight with the best of them.”
Yet, in sleep’s embrace her softness shone through, no matter what she said.
Kris
“I don’t get why micro-stories always have to shock or amuse or have a twist,” she said. “Me neither,” he said, putting the knife back in its sheath.
Insomiacs don’t have any idealistic fantasies.Dreams only happen when you sleep.
Dont look back
the suicidal girl straddled the rail, but i caught her eye, and it was only what i can explain as love at first sight.
She slipped.
we all remember
His hand inched slowly to hers. Though the lack of sobriety was clearly evident,they were young and mistakes needed to be made.
The Shipwrecked
Hot, sunburned, hungry beyond anything he had ever know before, the Captain slits his friend’s throat.
“Sorry, Mate, but after 44 days on this cursed island, the only thing left to eat is you.”
Fear
She took an elongated deep breath, blinking her eyes closed and then open at the end of the breath. She needed courage, she needed confidence; just enough to stamp her boot over the top of the spider crawling up her loungeroom wall.
Tape
After a wonderful first date with Brad, Gloria comes home elated. “I think he’s someone I can be myself with,” she whispers aloud, carefully peeling away the tape holding her penis in place.
Revenge
Of all the men she could have or should have married, she had to pick the most venal, corrupt, two-timing, charming rascal that ever drew breath.
When the police asked her why she did it, she replied, “Not for God or country, womanhood or honor, rather, for the pure visceral satisfaction of chopping his beautiful body into pieces.”
Life
Over a long period of time I slowly, and much later than the others, realized that the world is not a perfect place and that life is full of suffering. Ever since Ive been walking lighter and talking quieter.
The Drop
“You and your ethics, you can’t do it,” the Joker gurgled as he dangled over the side of the building.
“Fuck ethics,” Batman finally decided, and he let go.
Second weekly winner!
Hurro!
The second weekly winning is “Wings” by Laurie Meekis. Prize of $50 AUD. Go buy a pony. A very small pony. Perhaps to carry your keys on a collar around its neck.
Why I love “Wings”
The first sentence is so very formal and serious. This is an important ceremony! Then the second sentence reminds us that every ceremony we take part in was created by us – and maybe aren’t as formal as we pretend they are. I like it because it reminds us that even those of high-status in our society are people as well. I also like it because of the joking reference to sex in the midst of a very formal ceremony. Sex is entwined intimately with our experiences and an integral part.
Finally – I like it because I can imagine it so very clearly, the breaking wave of laughter, the stories that come from it. Based on a real life story it also has lived probably a thousand times in telling and retelling. Much fun.
Again it was hard
Another week and even more entries that I thought were simply fantastic (and which have moved up to the top of the ratings). Yes it was hard to choose a winner but please, don’t make it easy for me. Keep going!
Two weeks left
One more week and another whopping $50 AUD prize awarded! Then a week later I’ll be awarding the first ($150), second ($100) and third ($50) prizes.
Thank you all again for entering – I’ve been very much enjoying it and also enjoying following links back to sites to read your other writing.
cheers,
Mat
Third Person.
Gina had the stroke last year and lost total use of her left side. As I drink myself to sleep, it humors me that we both could use a little help getting to the can.
Shakespeare Al Fresco
The spellbinding and heart-wrenching tale of Romeo and Juliet can be summed up in a mere few words; they came, they shagged, they died. In this, they were like every other human couple who joined biological forces, except that the title pair were in such a toxic rush.
Whoops
I had to write a two sentence story for Creative Writing. Turns out I’m not that creative.
“The Chameleon”
I am “The Chameleon”; no I’m not some superhero who can change the colour of their skin to suit the environment nor am I that weird lizard-like creature which can do the same thing.
I am the spy who can blend in with a crowd and be seen but not seen, I am the person who can melt into walls and disappear; I am the person who can slip down dark alleys never to be seen again and this is why I have earned the name “The Chameleon”.
Reality
Reality is a straight line fullof truth and what there is, never changing, just a ladder whereas belief is a curved line bending aroung what we know.
This is where we get adventure.