28 Jul 2016
by Ritu
in Challenges, Fiction
Tags: #Writespiration, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Flash Fiction, Sacha Black, Underwater Ballroom
That Sacha… She’s back with another doozie of a prompt for Writespiration #93…
Your challenge this week is to set a piece of flash fiction under water. Write a story in less than 200 words. Paste in the comments or use a pingback and submit before 7th August.
Here’s my take… it is partly autobiographical… Yes, I have Scuba Dived, and yes I was a nervous wreck… but I did it, and what an amazing experience!!!!
Strictly Swim Dancing
They danced. Oh, how they danced.
And to think, I had been too scared to come here.
I would have missed Nature’s beautiful show!
Barely an hour had passed since I had been floundering in the shallow end of a swimming pool, trying to fathom how to use the breathing apparatus on this darned Scuba diving tank. Finally, I was swimming under the water like a boss!… Then they transferred us to the sea, and the sand kicking up in my face was too much. I couldn’t do it.
I told the lovely instructor to continue without me, that I would sit it out on the beach, while the rest of the group continued, but he was having none of it.
He held my hand, and led me onto the boat that was to take us to deeper waters. And he waited for me to fall into the ocean, guiding me every second of the way.
And boy, was I glad he did! Looking out of my goggles, at the myriad of fish waltzing around me was amazing.
It was like watching a thousand dancers in one ballroom, synchronised to the millisecond.
An underwater performance I’d never forget.
Ever!
99 words!
29 Jun 2016
by Ritu
in Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #Writespiration, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Hugs, Peom, Sacha Black
Hugs – The prompt Sacha has given us for her Writespiration challenge this week.
I love a good hug! I think they can solve so many ills!
I wrote a little poem this time…
A cuddle, a hug, a squeeze
There’s nothing more likely to please.
It’s just like a smile, it costs nothing to you
But a well-timed hug , there’s a lot it can do
The shoulder squeeze, a solidarity stance
A hug with a shrug, well they do it in France!
The cuddles with children they warm the heart
Snuggles with your Dearest, never to part
But I have to say, the best hug I’ve had
Is the deep embrace I get from my Dad.
01 Jun 2016
by Ritu
in Challenges, Fiction
Tags: #Writespiration, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Burnt Edges, Sacha Black
Another interesting prompt from Sacha Black this week.
That’s what I want you to write about this week. Burnt edges. Maybe it’s the edges of paper, or burnt memories. Whatever you choose, include burnt edges somewhere in your piece. Write no more than 200 words.
So, here is my entry…
Gingerly she picked up the remnants of the fire. Mostly it was just ash left behind but there was one piece of paper that had stubbornly not burned fully.
Typical.
It was a photo, and her favourite one ironically. They looked so happy in it, smiling into each other’s eyes.
What had happened? Wasn’t she good enough? Could she change anything?
Her friends had said that this fire would be cathartic, she would feel fantastic after purging him from her life with the aid of these ‘ceremonial’ flames.
They had offered to be with her, to sit there and throw insult after insult at the bastard, as she dropped all these memories in to burn, but she thought it would be better, just her and a bottle of wine for company. Then she could cry as well as let her true feelings out.
Looking at the photo, she felt it was a sign. She would keep this picture, and every time she felt herself weaken, she would look at the burnt edges of the photo, and remind herself why she had to walk away…
06 May 2016
by Ritu
in Challenges, Fiction
Tags: #Writespiration, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Dolls Island, Flash Fiction, Sacha Black
In response to Sacha Black’s prompt.
It was meant to be my dream holiday. I had been saving for so long, and finally, I got off the plane.
Mattel Island. It was a little-known island in the cluster of Hawaiian islands. Perfect, I thought. An unspoiled place for me to truly relax.
I hailed a cab outside the airport and one soon stopped. The driver was a handsome young man, with a fixed smile on his face. “Where to, Miss?”
I gave him the name of the hotel and we drove off.
Looking out of the window I saw some of the locals going about their business.
There sure were some attractive folk out there, on this island!
Reaching the hotel, I paid the driver, who I had named Ken, after the infamous doll.
The reception was quiet, and I strolled over to the desk. As the receptionist looked up, brushing her blonde hair from her face, I was struck by how perfect she looked, almost like Barbie.
Then it hit me. Pretty much everyone I had seen seemed to have that plastic perfection look about them…
It was like landing on an Island of dolls!
Then she remembered the name of the island.
Mattel Island…
20 Apr 2016
by Ritu
in Challenges, Fiction, Thoughts Opinions & Memories
Tags: #Writespiration, Armour, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Flash Fiction, Sacha Black
I have been eagerly awaiting Sacha’s next prompt! I enjoy her various twists in her writing games that she challenges us to!
The challenge?
Get a timer, set it for 120 seconds and when and ONLY when you are ready to do the challenge, scroll to the very end of the post to see the one word prompt. Write hard and fast until your time is up.
Well, I opened the email for the post at work, and had to impatiently wait until now to actually reveal the prompt!
Then I obediently opened a word doc, set my timer and did the big reveal!
I shall give you my entry first, before the prompt word though!
Warpaint
Slowly she applied it, layer after layer.
The concealer and foundation, then the eyes.
Eyebrows painted on.
Cheekbones highlit and honed to perfection, and a pout to match.
Looking in the mirror, she admired her warpaint, an armour of sorts.
Enough to shield her from the battles she used to face, when people stared at her in horror…
The prompt word was
Armour.
And that was in 120 seconds, honest!!!!! (Or maybe 125…!)
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