Saturday, 25 May 2013

I'm Early!

Evening, dears!

The tome is frisking about in front of the fan as it blows a lovely cool breeze across the desk.  It's been quite warm and humid here the last few days, and I think both of us were feeling a bit heat knackered. The cooler evening seems to have revived our spirits just a bit.

As always, I must thank everyone who came and played this week.  The stories and poems you leave are brilliant gifts that glitter in the darkest recesses of my mind as I read them to the tome in the night.

And with that, this week's winners are:

John Xero with (rise):  John, the whole piece is packed with tension and I loved it.  The first line, however, is just gorgeous!  I liked the boy right off, and find myself hoping we see more of him.  Lovely work.  Thank you!

Second place this week goes to Sandra Davies with 'Twas ever thus:  Sandra, I just love this girl!  "Smugly sanguine" is just lovely!  It's nice to see Tao thrown a bit off his game.  I'm very eager to see what happens next.  Thank you.

And now I have coaxed the tome to come close.  Let's see what it gives us this week...

Huddle

Antiquated

Dimsighted


The usual rules apply: 100 words maximum, excluding the title, of flash fiction or poetry using all of the three words above in the genres of horror, fantasy, science fiction or noir. All variants and use of the words as stems are fine.


You have until 11:30 PM EST on Thursday, May 30th, to get your entries in..  Winners will be announced and new words will be posted by 11:30 PM on Friday, May 31st.

The gates are open.  Let the games begin!


48 comments:

  1. Thank you Colleen, for the second place and the words - I love them! And John's win so very well-deserved and as ever leaving me wanting more.

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  2. Who's cocky now?

    Tao’s laugh was full-bellied, as befit a man who’d just satisfied his lust.
    'You, sweet hocus-pocus maid, rely too much on old wives’ potions, antiquated spells such as may fill the gullible with fright, whereas men who know the world take due precaution...’
    He turned, intending to include Jack, assuming his complaining but a joke, but perceived him huddled, protective of his nether parts.
    ‘Christ, Jack, don’t tell me ... you were so dim-sighted as to forget the necessary ointment, the essential herbs?’
    ‘Aye, but...’ Jack nodded beyond Tao, ‘Even they’ll not save you from a naked blade... Watch out!’

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    1. whoo hoo, cliff hanger ending, how did you do that, so fast too???

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    2. Perfect title. =D And a perfect encapsulation of Tao in a single episode, thinks he's tricked his way out of a sticky situation (of his own making) only to find he's landed in the fire. Or some such mixed metaphor... ;)

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    3. Ah, Tao, always with a quick response (and suitable preparation for his wicked deeds). Nice of Jack to warn him. I hope it wasn't too late. Or do I?

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    4. Wow! Didn't see that coming! Nice use of the prompts. Figures Tao would have taken precautions. I hope the "sweet, hocus-pocus maid" actually knows how to use that blade or I fear for her. Can't wait to see what happens next. Thank you!

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  3. congratulations John and Sandra! what delicious words this week, just the sort the Captain loves.
    we will ponder on them.

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  5. A change of focus [42]

    Pettinger had hoped to avoid this but his boss had lain in ambush.
    ‘John, I’m aware you view the obeying of rules as maybe antiquated...’
    ‘Ma’am?’
    ‘...but in these days of accountability you can’t ignore them. What did you get from Cherriman?’
    ‘Nothing, ma’am.’
    Exasperation. ‘John, the glass might be one-way...’
    Oh shit, she’d watched the interview.
    ‘...but doesn’t render things so dim-sighted I failed to see you fighting. No doubt you’ll try to tell me what I saw was cuddle rather than huddle, but I’d like your explanation as to why you both emerged bleeding. Whose was the knife?’

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    1. I'm afraid of his answer! I do, however, like his boss. She may be a foil, but she's got her priorities in order. I can't wait to hear his reply.

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    2. I'm with RR! How's he going to work this one out?

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  6. Ok, Pettinger, get out of that one, if you can!

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    1. Oh nice! Particularly liked the use of huddle. You would think he'd have learned not to underestimate her by now...

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  7. Grats Sandra and John :D

    Probably only have time for this one this week:

    Bring Me The Head Of...(12)
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    They drew over Ame’s body in a tight huddle. "What do you mean: not viable?" Gonzo demanded in a low voice.

    "There have been... complications," Mary began, "weaker bodies can’t take it, either overloading their organs or brains, or having to bubble up against allergies. One guy has frog skin..."

    "So the nuts have reignited the 'subhumans are all cursed' argument," the paramedic observed.

    ***Sheer dimsightedness. Fools.***

    "Sure, 'cepting those folks with their antiquated world-views are currently stopping us gettin’ home," 'Nina' pointed out.

    "I'll order you an armoured taxi. Any troublemakers get in your way, run them over."

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    1. Maybe only one, but a good one Zoe - love the final line.

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    2. Solid episode this one. Smooth use of the prompts and as Sandra says, great final line. =)

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    3. This is so seamless, I forgot there were prompt words. I am really enjoying the way this team interacts.

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    4. This is some tight, smooth, work! Part of my job as admin is to LOOK for the prompts, make sure they're there. I had to read this three times to find them, because I kept getting caught in the story itself. Last line's a killer! Thank you.

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    5. excellent instalment! so smooth, as everyone's saying. Brilliant writing.

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  8. Congratulations to Sandra and John!

    This week may see more than one entry from Seth. Depends on what Nate does with this...

    This Modern World

    Once upon a time, monsters huddled in abandoned houses, mental institutes, or subway tunnels. Further back, you’d find them in decrepit manor houses staffed by dim-sighted lackeys. Readers of Victorian horror had no idea how close to the truth those writers tread.

    Nate seemed genuinely excited to be heading for Louisiana and the storied streets and alleys of New Orleans. He even conceded he might try a brothel again. I didn’t know how to tell him we weren’t going to some antiquated plantation. Instead of hanging out swamp-side, our voodoo priest had settled in the scariest place possible… the suburbs.

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    1. Ah, I suspect I might have to read subsequent episodes though my fingers - I'm going on holiday to New Orleans in October ...
      And why do I feel threatened even by your oh-so-straightforward introduction to this episode?

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    2. Not... THE SUBURBS! O_O

      Ha! At least it isn't a trailer park... ;)

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    3. Positively brilliant introduction to our next bits! Honestly, the suburbs was a brilliant twist. You've given us a rock-solid foundation for what comes next. Whatever THAT is! LOL. Thank you!

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    4. oh my, such - almost sedate is the word which comes to mind - instalment which covers a world of horrors.

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  9. Thank you! And congratulations, Sandra. =)

    Struggled with the words a bit this week, and my head is full of goo, but here we go...


    (rise)

    The pressure of the claw lessened and Olivia took a deep breath, relief flushing her cheeks.

    The boy offered his hand and pulled her up, then he tugged the rag down and grinned at her, "I'm George."

    She hesitated, "...Olivia."

    "Nice to meet you, Olivia. Sorry about blowing you up 'n' all." He waved at his companions huddled around the smoking remains of the mechanical guard, "The lads are a dim-sighted bunch, and you can't take any chances with them crabs – they're antiquated compared to the Barons' new war mechs, but they can still take a hell of a punch."

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    1. Oh, excellent. It's obvious George is clever and has a good sense of humor. At last, Olivia has an ally!

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    2. Oooh, I like George! He's clever and funny! That's a very good combination in such situations. Can't wait to meet "the lads", and see what Olivia has fallen into! Thank you.

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    3. yes, I like George too! He seems to be quite a character and I'll be looking forward to reading more about him and from him.

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  10. Bloodletting

    Son of a bitch,” I growled for the eighth time, choking the wheel, dim-sighted with frustration. “The suburbs?”

    Seth nodded again. He’d huddled close to the car door - probably so I couldn’t punch him - and tried not to smirk as he told me.

    “I’ve been looking forward to killing monsters, bathed in the beautiful, antiquated stink of swamp and kudzu, to watching funeral parades and visiting a real brothel. I’ve been day dreaming about blood-soaked revenge and gumbo at Johnny’s. I’ve been humming The Vampire Song for fuck’s sake!"

    “Hate it for ya, Nate. Voodoo-slinging assclown is toast.”

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    1. Poor Nate, always thwarted. I love his litany of disappointment; it sounded like such a good time.

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    2. Ha, I feel ya, Nate. ;)

      Still, I'm sure RR and Colleen can drum up something equally epic for you in some dripping suburban basement or other. Great episode for characterisation and smoothly swallows up the prompts too.

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    3. As John says, such well-used prompts, and the claustrophobia of the in-car converstion so well-evoked.

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    4. Thanks so much! I have to give RR props for helping me edit just a bit for flow. I was having a rough time with that. There was no such thing as an m-dash, or whatever the hell it's called when I was in school, so I tend toward comma abuse in a big way. LOL.

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    5. oh the dreaded em-dashes, I hate them!
      this is a tremendous instalment - especially in view of the fact George Michael 'fell' from a car at 70 MPH on the motorway recently, I could almost feel something like that about to happen here between these two!

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  11. Upon reflection

    The sideboard must’ve been inherited, so antiquated its intricately-carved design, wooden grapes bloomed by decades of dust, as was the dimsighted mirror, part obscured by pewter plates and bottles. But Tao hadn’t failed to see the wench he’d raped roll and retrieve the slender-bladed knife she’d earlier used to stab him, the one whereby he’d slit her clothes.
    Jack’s warning had been superfluous; he’d seen her rise, watched her movement in the glass, reached to grasp her wrist and wrench it away.
    As Jack also did.
    Arms, bodies, collided, tangled, fell, leaving a huddle of red-stained cloth upon the floor.

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    1. Argghhhh! You're going to make us wait 'til next week to find out who's bleeding, aren't you? Sandra, you are the Queen of the Cliffhanger! Love how you used "huddle". Thank you.

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    2. unfair!!!! but then, you do cliffhangers SO well I should have expected that!

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    3. Oh no! I can't hope for any of them to be the one bloodied, so I'm on pins and needles here. The description of the sideboard managed to create the entire room for me. Very well wrought!

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    4. I'll just echo the other comments... Cliffhanger!!

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  12. Infinity 8

    I heard ‘land ahoy!’ today, but twas an error, dim-sighted in the murk that passes for atmosphere this day. The crew huddled together for warmth, their clothes not enough to keep in body heat, the dampness overcame all. I left them to it, captain’s prerogative that, and came below to my antiquated quarters where I commune with the shadowed ones and attempt to find out what it is they want with me – or the Infinity. I would wish they made themselves clear but I remain as dim-sighted as those above. More’s the pity.
    There’s always tomorrow and another attempt.

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    1. I don't know how you do it, Antonia, but you always use the prompts in such a way as to make me believe Colleen chose them especially for the continuation of this tale. I especially love the atmospheric opening sentences.

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    2. I assure you, Sandra, it is Antonia's sheer talent that makes it seem so. However, I absolutely agree with your assessment. Antonia, brilliant work. I have a fondness for shadow people and I can't wait to see what they're all about! Thank you.

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    3. What impresses me is the way the writing mimics the rocking of a ship. I don't know why or how I get that sensation, but it happens every time. I'm excited to see what comes next!

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    4. The shadowy motives of the shadowed ones are a great driving force for this. It certainly has me curious! =)

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    5. thank you so much!
      The story appears to be coming together well... which is a surprise, as I am currently writing two other novels and a couple of articles all at the same time -more or less as the muse takes me.

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  13. And the gates are closed. Please feel free to continue to comment, as is your wont! See you tomorrow evening with winners and words. As always, thank you!

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  14. Hey gang...I worked stupidly late today, and had a minor family thing...
    All is fine, but winners and words will be posted in the early A.M. EST. Please forgive me.

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