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Friday, July 14, 2006

Friday 55

Ok, so there’s this game floating around the blog-o-sphere called The Friday 55. Basically, you have to write a piece of flash fiction. Here’s the rub, you have to do it in exactly 55 words. Can you write something moving using so few words? Go ahead give it a try, but when you do (you know you want to), let me know so I can come read it. Cool?

Below is my first lame humble attempt. Enjoy


His eyes burned with desire. Nostrils flared. She turned away, his face too much to bear. Rain bounced from the tin-roof, comforting, distracting. His hands found her arms, pulled at her, strong with need. She resisted, putting her hands on his shoulders. He begged; she relented. Her teeth met his throat. He was her first.

25 Comments:

At 5:35 AM, Blogger M.E Ellis said...

I'll have a go at this later and pop back and post it here.

:o)

 
At 5:37 AM, Blogger James Goodman said...

Write on! I look forward to it.

 
At 6:30 AM, Blogger Leslie said...

My head was aching too much to think. It already seemed as though the grocery list was a mile long, yet I couldn't help but add more items to it. This was so tiresome. Wait a minute! This isn't flash fiction--it's my poor pathetic reality of every Friday morning!

 
At 6:59 AM, Blogger lime said...

Rivers of sweat flowed down her face and neck. Flex, extend, flex, extend. She sighed with each effort but continued with resolve. The weight seemed to lighten and she knew such ease would do no therapeutic good. 'Cabana boy, another margarita please. Extra large this time.' Cozumel beach therapy was ordered by professionals after all.

:D

 
At 7:00 AM, Blogger lime said...

btw, loved the twist you took. and how DO you do that strike through thingy?

 
At 7:40 AM, Blogger James Goodman said...

Lol, Leslie. Good stuff at least it's almost the weekend. :D

That was great, Lime. And yes, you must make it to Cozumel, Doctor's orders. :D

As for the code, It won't let me post it in the comments, so you basically use the same code you do for italics but replace the i with an s.

 
At 10:03 AM, Blogger Bernita said...

He shambled from window to window, peering through the curtains.
They were out there.
Everywhere around him.
The ring of eyes.
Watching, always watching. Just like hers.
Cold, steel eyes.
He circled through the rooms again.
They were getting closer.
He laughed.
He had an eye of his own.
He raised it to his mouth.

 
At 10:46 AM, Blogger James Goodman said...

Oh, I got a chill. You rock, Bernita. :D

 
At 11:37 AM, Blogger lime said...

thanks, james. brazil eh? if you're going to carnival go to trinidad. rio is too full of tourists. trinidad has it's share but less than rio. (wink)

 
At 11:50 AM, Blogger M.E Ellis said...

Whooooooooo Bernita! Such darkness, brilliant!

Here's mine:

Reginald tasted her fruit. Sweet—now turned sour in his gut. Juicy flesh moulded, bringing pain, heartbreak. Love once tender, morphed into hate. Bitterness reigned. Vengeance uppermost, he vowed to appease spiteful inner voices. Letters rejected, pleas ignored—she would pay.

Bushes shrouded—Reginald bided time. She passed, he struck—blood of retribution his solace.

:o)

 
At 11:59 AM, Blogger James Goodman said...

Trindad it is then, Lime. :D

Fantastic visual, M.E. Very dark and quick to anticipation. I'd never guess you were a fellow horror writer. :D

 
At 12:06 PM, Blogger snavy said...

Wow James!! That was great!!

You should expand upon this story.

 
At 12:52 PM, Blogger James Goodman said...

Thanks, Snavy. I might just do that. :D

 
At 2:23 PM, Blogger M.E Ellis said...

I write so many different ways, James. One blogger said I made literary fiction enjoyable, as I dabble at the 'proper stuff' too!

Too many voices in my head, see!

I might have another go in a minute...

:o)

 
At 2:29 PM, Blogger M.E Ellis said...

Attempt Two!

Dad got me a bike. I’m allowed to ride it when I get back from school. It’s got a horn, gears and everything! I’m gonna freewheel down our road, let the wind mess my hair, pretend it’s his breath blowing in my face. I loved my dad. Wish he was here to see me ride.

:o)

 
At 4:11 PM, Blogger James Goodman said...

Oh, M.E. That was so sad. Nicely done.

 
At 5:15 AM, Blogger Leslie said...

I think I only wrote 50 words, so let me fill in 5 more as a last line:

I really need a vacation!

 
At 6:43 AM, Blogger James Goodman said...

That's better , Cuz. Good stuff! :D

 
At 2:42 PM, Blogger M.E Ellis said...

I could get addicted to this bloody game!

Make those 55 word stories stop poking at my brain!

:o)

 
At 3:08 PM, Blogger James Goodman said...

lol, poke, poke, poke. :D I might have to start doing these every Friday. ..

 
At 8:14 AM, Blogger barefoot_mistress said...

Very good, James....sorry Im so late, you didnt tell me you played! That was excellent, but now my neck hurts, and theres this suspicious guy sleeping in my yurt......and I had the strangest dream.....


Thanks for playing, everyone!

 
At 1:42 PM, Blogger James Goodman said...

lol, this was my first time *blushes*. I'm glad you liked it. I'll try to make it a regular thing.

 
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