55 Word
Challenge
Week
Forty-Five
Welcome back to
#55WordChallenge!
For those that are
uninitiated, the 55 Word Challenge is a contest to write a story in 55 words or
less. Not an easy task, but fun and I have been blown away by some of the
entries. See for yourself, all the past contests can be found here. (List has been
updated)The challenge begins at noon Eastern time every
Wednesday and ends at noon Thursday. The story is based on one of three photo prompts and can be written in any
genre you choose. My only request is no porn. I don't
want to hear graphic details. If it is erotic, make it titillating, not obscene.
I know that can be done and done well.
The story is to be posted in the comment section below, along with your twitter handle or email address, so I can contact you if you are the winner. If you don't want to list your email address, send it to me at jezri@writing.com. I promise I won't distribute it, but if you are the winner I need a way to notify you and to send you your prize.
The story is to be posted in the comment section below, along with your twitter handle or email address, so I can contact you if you are the winner. If you don't want to list your email address, send it to me at jezri@writing.com. I promise I won't distribute it, but if you are the winner I need a way to notify you and to send you your prize.
If anyone is
interested in contributing a prize, a book, cover art, whatever you want, let me
know and we will work something out. If you are an artist
that would like to have your work featured, let me know!
Photo
Prompt:
A Few Things:
You may not know, I am the Youth Publication Director at Visionary Press Cooperative. We have a blog, SitNRead, which is directed towards children. I am going to begin hosting a weekly flash contest called Kids Write. It will be open to anyone under 18. If you know of any young authors, please pass the word. There will be 3 catagories: Ages 8 and under, Ages 9 to 13 and Ages 14 to 17. Details will be posted tomorrow on the blog.
We also accept story submissions and artwork for the blog from both adults and children. Details are posted in the left column. There will be some exciting changes coming as well, so keep an eye open for that in the next week or so.
Free copies of The Pumpkin Seed are available for anyone wanting to take part in a contest we are running to promote Timothy Hobbs book. There is also a chance to win a $10 Amazon Gift Card. Details are here. 
And finally, I wanted to share the book cover of my children's book that will be released shortly! Sue Midlock designed the cover and I am super thrilled about it. 
Fear
ReplyDeleteFeel that prickle on the back of your neck? That chill in the air? Means he’s near. A breath away. Look over your shoulder; you won’t see him, unless he wants you to. Look down at your feet. Is your shadow darker than usual? Seem more solid? That’s him; the unstoppable, unfathomable darkness of Death.
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Forgot to put my twitter handle
Delete@Angelique_Rider
When I reached the village, it was dark, the street lights were on. I entered quietly, hiding in the shadows, looking for signs of life. I jumped when the breeze blew the clothes on a clothes line.The church was empty, as were all the homes and shops. All I saw was my own shadow.
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@LurchMunster
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DeleteThe killer watches as his victim struggles against the constriction of the clothesline about her throat. The garments that had been drying on it mere moments before are strewn about the ground, dust beginning to settle on their once clean folds. He hears the woman's sweet-smelling breath leave her ruby lips...and she goes still.
ReplyDelete@bookwormattack
I was soaking wet, naked, and wrapped in the itchiest woolen blanket I had ever touched. I lowered my aching head back on the pillow. Beneath me the cot squeaked like tortured mice, smelled like them too. The sight of the dressing gowns on the line was a comfort but where was I? and when?
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@Janeen_FluffyJ
I never should have come back here. My visit reignited the pain and many passing years had not made the loss any easier. The clothes were still on the line, ready for the owner who never returned. I needed closure. Someone killed me and it was time to find out why.
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The metallic snap of her black patent leather heels echoed down the empty street.
ReplyDeleteAlice shivered, and counted her footsteps as fear whispered in her mind, ‘Almost midnight’.
The church door stood open, and she dashed inside.
Despair overwhelmed her relief as a soft voice said. “Hello Alice, time to pay for those new shoes.”
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@tollykit
Once upon a time there was a girl made of shadows who lived all alone in an old church basement. In daylight, people thought she was just a little cloud passing over. At night people could not see her at all. She was lonely and miserable. All because she would not eat her broccoli, see?
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@postupak