Oh, my dear Master Basu! Please do not come closer!
Oh, my dear Master Basu! Please do not come.
Oh, my dear Master Basu! Please! Do not!
Oh! My dear Master Basu. Please do.
Oh! My dear Master Basu -- please!
Oh, my dear Master Basu!
Oh, my dear master!
Oh, my dear.
Oh, my!
Ohh!
- Gamesmaster
This originally appeared in 55 Word Fiction. Gamesmaster lives in Chicago.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
Unfulfilled
Taylor's father never missed a game in ten years' time.
He sat on the fourth row, eight seats down.
One year he almost caught a foul ball.
It bounced near them to the right.
Taylor would've loved to get it.
He never had a chance.
Sitting alone he remembers.
One seat's empty.
Dad left.
Unfulfilled.
- Bill Turner
This originally appeared in Per Contra. Bill Turner is a fiction writer and stage playwright whose works have appeared extensively in the web.
He sat on the fourth row, eight seats down.
One year he almost caught a foul ball.
It bounced near them to the right.
Taylor would've loved to get it.
He never had a chance.
Sitting alone he remembers.
One seat's empty.
Dad left.
Unfulfilled.
- Bill Turner
This originally appeared in Per Contra. Bill Turner is a fiction writer and stage playwright whose works have appeared extensively in the web.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Nano-Fiction
Make sure that your 55 word fiction adheres to form.
55 words must form the ten sentences in order.
The first sentence is exactly ten words long.
Each following sentence is one word shorter.
The last will contain one word.
This could seem quite difficult.
In fact, it isn't.
It demands efficiency.
It's simple.
Right?
- Bill Turner
This originally appeared in Per Contra. Bill Turner is a fiction writer and stage playwright whose works have appeared extensively in the web.
55 words must form the ten sentences in order.
The first sentence is exactly ten words long.
Each following sentence is one word shorter.
The last will contain one word.
This could seem quite difficult.
In fact, it isn't.
It demands efficiency.
It's simple.
Right?
- Bill Turner
This originally appeared in Per Contra. Bill Turner is a fiction writer and stage playwright whose works have appeared extensively in the web.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Yellow Eyed Demon
Sons look on in horror as Daddy’s yellow eyes gleam.
Big brother’s pressed against the wall, bloody shirt tearing.
Little Sammy holds a gun, but doesn’t shoot.
Demon thinks he’s won and smiles broadly.
One loud bang announces he’s wrong.
He falls to weak knees.
Daddy opens his eyes.
He orders, “Shoot.”
Gun lowers.
“No.”
- Hidden Relevance
This originally appeared in FanFiction.net.
Big brother’s pressed against the wall, bloody shirt tearing.
Little Sammy holds a gun, but doesn’t shoot.
Demon thinks he’s won and smiles broadly.
One loud bang announces he’s wrong.
He falls to weak knees.
Daddy opens his eyes.
He orders, “Shoot.”
Gun lowers.
“No.”
- Hidden Relevance
This originally appeared in FanFiction.net.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Phantom's Angel
From the catwalk high above, he watches his protégé perform.
He reaches, as if to touch her, but can't.
Lost to music, she sings, unaware of him.
Soon, though, he is sure, she'll realize.
He, only he, can love her.
All others merely pretend to.
He longs for her.
Below, she sings.
He waits.
Patience.
- Hidden Relevance
This originally appeared in FanFiction.net. Hidden Relevance lives in Texas and wants to teach high school English while writing the greatest paranormal romance novel of all time.
He reaches, as if to touch her, but can't.
Lost to music, she sings, unaware of him.
Soon, though, he is sure, she'll realize.
He, only he, can love her.
All others merely pretend to.
He longs for her.
Below, she sings.
He waits.
Patience.
- Hidden Relevance
This originally appeared in FanFiction.net. Hidden Relevance lives in Texas and wants to teach high school English while writing the greatest paranormal romance novel of all time.
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