Friday, 20 September 2024

Friday 20th September (Today's excuses)

Eldest grandchild off to university today (!!); husband suggests trip to town where I have books to collect/browse/order, and to read while he is swimming after which I return home where washing needs hanging up (indoors because drizzle threatens) So ... it's a while before I remember the need to post prompt words, despite having especially enjoyed Jim's small feast of words earlier ...  whereupon the internet goes AWOL. So for next week have a go at civilise,  divide and  yawn. 

Entries by midnight Thursday 26th September, new words  Friday 27th

 Usual rules: 100 words maximum (excluding title) of flash fiction or poetry using all of the 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.  




4 comments:

  1. FOOD FOR THOUGHT
    “Randy, civilized folk don’t slaughter people, saw them up and divide the pieces among alligators,” said Anna.
    “Mostly true, Dear,” replied Randy. “History, however, tells us that humans can be barbaric savages. The Inquisitions… the Holocaust are examples. Millions mercilessly mutilated and murdered. Uh… hand me that arm by you, Anna. Our gator’s still hungry.”
    Anna complied while saying, “those atrocities were committed by scores of monsters. You’re doing this solo.”
    Randy chuckled. “So did Jack the Ripper and Ted Bundy.”
    “Yeah, but---”
    “If this offends you, Anna, why keep coming along?”
    Anna yawned. “Keeps me from getting bored.”

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  2. The Secret Armadillo Soldier (SAS) Diaries - entry 290

    Sarg wiped approaching exhaustion away with a paw-swipe, ‘trying to gather all the divided roots of this plan together’s a bugger but it’s harder trackin’ all the loose ends so t’ speak.
    Aggies job aint an easy one. Her runner is Billy Snoutbottom, so keep an ear out and listen to what ‘he tells yuh; could swing the day ‘tween life or death fer soldier an’ civilian alike.’

    The old digger nodded solemnly.

    Sarg stifled a yawn and looked down the dark of the tunnel being dug behind him, ‘Wanna show me how things are going your end?’

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  3. Couldn't help but chuckle at 'Billy Snoutbottom', Terrie. Well done!

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