Friday 15 March 2024

Access non-negotiable again?

 I was away from home much of the past week, but apart from Terrie’s stalwart effort, activity once again appears to be challenging. Hope use can be made of this week’s offering:

                                   Words for the coming week: bath removal tea

Entries by midnight  Thursday March 21st,  new words Friday March 22nd

 Usual rules: 100 words maximum (excluding title) of flash fiction or poetry using all three words above in the genres of horror, fantasy, science fiction or noir. Serialised fiction is, as always, welcome. All variants and uses of the words and stems are fine. Feel free to post links to your stories on Facebook or whichever.

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  1. Right Said Fred

    The removal of the bath apparently required several cups of tea, accompanied by digestive biscuits for dunking. It was an old fashion cast iron model explained Fred, the plumber. Brute strength was required. So frequently topping up energy levels was essential to the execution of the job.
    Debbie obliged without complaint. She'd be glad to see the back of the thing. While boiling the kettle for the umpteenth time she pondered on the wondrous efficiency of hydrochloric acid when it came to the disposal of mangled corpses.
    She hoped the residual smell wasn't too noticeable.

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  2. Proper 'kick in the gut' piece this, David; hugely efficient.

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  3. I ended up taking some liberties with the prompt 'tea' and worked it into two words in the second sentence .
    The Secret Armadillo Soldier (SAS) Diaries - entry 264

    The big ‘Dillo nervously flexed his fore-claws, ‘it’s bin ages, Sarg, she aughta be back b’now.’

    ‘Stay focused soldier. Stealin’ about stealthy like takes skill. No noise means, if they are in there, they aint spotted ‘er. Remember, removal of burial-burrow dirt from stopped up spaces takes time to do without causing a cave-in. She knows wot she’s doin’. If we go in all hot-headed we might end up in a bloodbath.’

    Aggie was so light-pawed they both started when her soft voice whispered through from the other side of the tunnel.

    ‘Bloody ‘ell it really stinks in ‘ere.’

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    1. James E. Deegan21 March 2024 at 21:58

      Mission accomplished thanks to Angie? I am always impressed, Terrie, by your ability to so smoothly include dialogue in your entries.

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  4. Thresholds new [13]

    We’d decided on the removal of three as a minimum, since we’d no idea of distance. Both of us coveted the single glossy black stallion, but I admitted it would better suit Raven, and anyway there were three others who together presented a mouth-watering trio of Bath Oliver biscuits ripe for dunking in a pot of tea. They blended more subtly with the dogs and better ensured a well-camouflaged passage. All the necessary tack was at hand and it took less than half an hour to ready ourselves for onward progress, the hounds closely following.

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    1. Very interesting how you worked the prompt words into your entry, Sandra. Well done!

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  5. FAMILY AFFAIR

    As he stepped into the kitchen, a roaring fury attacked Randy like a demon from Hell, its fists berserk windmills ceaselessly pummeling him.
    The tea kettle did him in - a blow that shattered three teeth and sent him to the floor within a cloud of blinding pain.
    He awoke tied to a chair. Anna stood before him, a carving knife in her hand. "Bastard!" she shouted. "You and my sister - right under my nose!"
    "Well," said Randy groggily, " you insisted on transparent marriage - and I kept it in the family."
    The knife plunged into Randy's throat initiated the bloodbath.

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