09 Nov 2017
by Ritu
in #CarrotRanch, Challenges, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #CarrotRanch, 99-Word Fiction, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Charli Mills, Flash Fiction, Nanjo Castille, spambot
I’m taking a chance on one of Charli’s 99-word prompts over at The Carrot Ranch!
During the course of the Ranch Rodeo last month, Charli and her judges received a good few spam entries, and one was rather funny, from Nanjo Castille. You need to click on the prompt link above to see it! The spammed message inspired Charli to create a prompt…
November 9, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a fictional story about The Real Nanjo Castille. You can set any gender, era or genre to reveal the character behind the mystery. You can also imagine the daily life of The Real Nanjo Castille. Go where the prompt leads.
Here’s my take!
The Real Nanjo Castille
Her dad had always been terrible at writing.
Downfall of being a doctor.
When he went to register her birth, instead of stating Margot, he handed them a scrap of paper to read, seeing as he’d wet the baby’s head a little too much the night before.
And so, Nanjo Castille came into existence.
It was obviously an omen.
She was diagnosed with dyslexia as a secondary school student, but help came too late. Reading and writing were never her strong point.
Still, every cloud has a silver lining…
She’s now the most popular human spam bot in existence!
09 Nov 2017
by Ritu
in #WritePhoto, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #WritePhoto, Barbie and Ken, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Fantasies, Fiction, Luna, Photo Prompt, Serenading, Sue Vincent
Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:
I thought I’d continue the adventures of Barbie and Ken!
“By the light of the silvery moon…”
A tuneless voice warbled out a song at Barbie’s window.
Throwing an old slipper out she shouted “Shut up!” for good measure.
Just as she was about to close the window, she heard an “Ouch!”
“Who’s there?”
“It’s me,” came the voice of Ken. ” And that hurt!”
Barbie peered out of the window. Below her stood her long-suffering boyfriend, his younger brother’s ukelele in his hand.
“What were you doing, babe?”
” I was trying to sener- sedena- sing to you. You said you wanted a bit more romance, and I thought you’d like it…” Ken went to start strumming his instrument again.
“Stop babe! That was you singing? Oh my God, I thought it was next door’s cat again! You;’re lucky I didn’t pour water over you! Next time, just play me a song from your iPod, yeah?”
08 Nov 2017
by Ritu
in #Writespiration, Fiction, Sonu Singh, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #Writespiration, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Flash Fiction, Sacha Black, shoes, Slippers
Sacha’s #Writespiration prompt this week:
Your challenge is to write your story using the weekly theme/prompt and write it in just 52 words…. EXACTLY, no more, no less.
Write a day in the life of a pair of shoes – your protagonist IS the shoes.
“Look at them, with their high heels and pointed, patent toes. Okay, they look good, but what about all the pain they cause? I know she is excited to wear them. Louboutins, they call themselves, with those funny red soles. But she’ll come back to me, as always. Slippers are the best.”
My comfy slippers!
http://sachablack.co.uk/2017/11/08/writespiration-140-52-weeks-in-52-words-week-45/
07 Nov 2017
by Ritu
in Challenges, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Cash Prize, Writing competition
There is a new Flash Fiction competition…a V International one… run by
Fundación César Egido Serrano
- The 5th Edition of the International Prize for Micro-Stories is organized by the César Egido Serrano Foundation.
- Writers from anywhere in the world may participate.
- Originals whose theme will be free (two per author, maximum) will be written in any of the following languages: Spanish, English, Arabic or Hebrew.
- An overall first prize of 20,000 dollars is awarded for the best story in any of the languages authorized in the contest.
- Three prizes of $ 1,000 each will be awarded for the best stories in each of the other remaining languages admitted in the contest, that are not winners of the main prize.
- The stories cannot exceed 100 words. They will be sent exclusively by completing the online form that will be found on the website of the Foundation: http://www.fundacioncesaregidoserrano.com The texts will be original, unpublished in all media (paper, blogs, electronic publications, etc…) and must not been awarded prizes in any other contest. Those who do not meet this condition will be disqualified.
- The deadline for submission of originals will end at 24h (Spanish peninsular time) of the International Day of the Word as a Bond of Humankind (motto of the Foundation), on November 23rd, 2017.
- The jury will make a selection of the finalists it deems appropriate. The list of finalist titles will be published on the website of the César Egido Serrano Foundation.
- The César Egido Serrano Foundation reserves the right to publish the finalist stories.
- The decision of the jury will be final.
- The registration in this contest is an agreement in the total acceptance of its rules.
- Texts that do not comply with any of the rules will be disqualified.
Please click below for the participation form!
And if you do, use this code – 49224 – at the bottom of the form!
via Participation form
02 Nov 2017
by Ritu
in #WritePhoto, Fiction, Poems, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #WritePhoto, Barbie and Ken, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Canoe, Eye, Fantasies, Fiction, Haiku, Photo Prompt, Sue Vincent
Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:
I thought I’d continue the adventures of Barbie and Ken!
The boat rocked.
“Babe! My clothes are getting wet! Can you stop that stupid splashing?!” Barbie let out a huge sigh.
Ken tried to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead with the cloth his tee-shirt covering his shoulder. ” I’m trying, babe, but I gotta move this thing somehow!” He continued to row along the quiet stretch of river.
She sighed again. “And anyway, this isn’t a yacht! I was expecting a holiday on the French Riviera, with me laying on the deck of a huge boat, sunning myself as waiters brought me champagne on tap…”
“Hold on babe, you said you wanted to sun yourself on a boat, with bubbles, go swimming in the warm water – Look, the sun is out, we’re on a boat, well, in a canoe, and I got you a mini bottle of your favourite Prosecco!”
Ken looked ahead and noticed a low bridge they were approaching. “Duck!”
He bent down so they could glide under, just as Barbie sat up to look around. “Where?”
Thump – Splash!
“Babe! For God’s sake get me out of this yucky water, instead of sitting there watching me!” Barbie flailed around in the water, her head covered in weeds from the river.
“Oh! Sorry babe!” Ken leaned forward and reached an oar to her. ” I thought you’d gone for a swim… You did say you wanted to go swimming…”
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