Monthly Archives: March 2012

A hundred words – goings on next door

The young woman’s screams are getting louder now and more urgent sounding. What’s going on next door? Then her voice becomes a strained whimper as she pleads – “Please don’t hurt me, I’ll do absolutely anything.” “I don’t want to … Continue reading

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A hundred words – what’s in a name?

“What about Oliver?” suggests Andy. “It’s a nice strong sounding name for a boy, don’t you think?” “It means Olive tree!” says Fiona. “What about Thomas, then?” “He’s not Welsh and he’s not a twin! Thomas means twin.” “Right, how … Continue reading

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Flash fiction 100 – who’s the boss?

Our new neighbours, a couple, came round to introduce themselves. We made small talk, had coffee, and discussed local issues. The woman asked where I got my blinds. The man was adamant that they were not having blinds. The window … Continue reading

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In two hundred words – does this sound familiar?

“You always do that! It’s so annoying!” “Do what?” “When I ask you if you want some crisps from the shop, you say no, and then you eat half mine!” “Well, sorreeee! What do you mean by always? When was … Continue reading

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And another hundred words – infidelity

It was a complete shock. He admitted that it had been going on for six months, that the first time had been a moment of weakness, and that after that he hadn’t been able to stop himself. The man I … Continue reading

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Another hundred words – the stranger on the wall

For over two hours he has been sitting cross-legged on the grass directly opposite my lounge window. From the sofa, I see that he looks up intermittently and glances over, straight at me. His eyes bore into me and I … Continue reading

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In a hundred words – a bit of a lift

The smell of hot metal lodges in my throat. I keep thinking I can taste it. Loud, grinding sounds hurt my ears. Squashed up, sardines in a tin, the heat and humidity are unbearable. A mix of smells invade my … Continue reading

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