Category: Dark
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Universe – Binarii
We perched along a ledge above the Infinity Bridge, hands entwined, gazing across the city we called home. A snapshot in time, of a world soon to be forgotten. Our planet was dying. No brilliant scientist able to stop the inevitable, just rough calculations of how it would all end – the agonising suffocation of…
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Girl by the beach
The music slows, a muffled din through the thickened skin of the marquee. A tinkle of metal tags alerts me to Buddy, my best friend’s dog, followed by her new husband. Tim smiles, his eyes aglow in the silver moonlight. ‘Thought I’d find you out here,’ he says, his words rippling across the dunes on…
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The hourglass…
This was inspired by a Creative Writing Ink photo prompt. I gaze out beyond the palms, to the beach where we first kissed. The cool breeze on our sunburnt faces as we lay snuggled under the shade of a sea-buckthorn bush, it’s branches swarming with ripe orange berries against the azure blue sky. It had…
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Gates of Hell
Inspired by the Creative Writing Ink photo prompt. I laugh, ‘it looks like a bad Ghostbusters movie set!’ Tom turns to me, ‘how did we get here?’ confusion contorting his features. ‘We…’ I stop. I don’t remember either. The last thing I recall is sharing a paella in Little Venice. ‘Where are we?’…
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The Beginning of the End
‘Hi!’ ‘Hi?’ ‘Are you lost?’ His silhouette coming into view as he strolls towards me. I gaze around at unfamiliar surroundings. The soft squelch of sand beneath my feet, water flushing between my toes. Cirrus clouds swirling, mirrored reflections, then nothingness. ‘Where are we?’ I ask, scrunching up my eyebrows, his face…
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Waking-up Dreaming
Have you ever woken up and wondered if you were still actually dreaming? Well, that’s me… and I must be dreaming, because the face and body looking back at me right now, is not mine. Or at least I don’t think it is. I had blonde hair, didn’t I? And I’m sure I didn’t wear…
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Blue Door, Red Door?
‘Hmmm… Blue door or red door?’ Sam turns to Sky.‘How would I know? Which pill did Neo take in that movie?’ Sam raises an eyebrow before he bursts into laughter. ‘You aren’t going to base your decision on that?’She screws up her face defiantly, ‘have you got a better idea?’‘No’ Sam mumbles, his gaze dropping to…
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To Be Continued…
Everyone is buzzing in the office this morning as I arrive, coat folded over my arm. ‘Did you see it Lou?’ Chelsea squeals from across the room as I make my way to my desk. ‘Yes. But seriously, I can’t believe they are going to make us wait another week to find out…
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Suitcases
Homework: Flash Fiction piece of no more than 150 words, including a suitcase.I came up with this story. It was my first attempt at flash fiction, and I quite enjoyed the limited word count. This has gone horribly wrong… I try to breathe silently, but I can hear my heartbeat like it is pressed up…
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Prisoner of the ‘shade’
This is my second attempt at Flash Fiction. We were given ‘shade’ as a prompt and another 150 word limit. I wanted to write about a girl who was allergic to sunlight; focusing on her desperation to escape her life, to find normality somehow, somewhere, even if short-lived. I belong in the shadows, a bleak…
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Nightmare of storms
Prompt was ‘landscape and emotions’, so I chose a photograph (similar to the one above) and came up with the idea below. Parts of this story are based on true events: We had been climbing – Via Ferrata – in the Dolomites, Italy, and when the heavens opened, the speed at which the ground became…
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Chase
I loved incorporating a plethora of ‘sounds’ in this piece of homework.The idea came from something I had recently written in my novel, but this flash fiction story is a lot more dramatic, with a twist at the end. A dog howls, its whine cruel and unearthly. They cannot be far behind. I gasp for…
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Leaving no footprints
The prompt for this homework was ‘senses’. I decided to write in the second person, so the reader is in the room, living the words on the page, and experience as it unfolds… I really enjoyed writing this! It is impossible not to marvel at the grandeur of the hall as you step through the…
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Whistle poised
The prompt was ‘travel’ and I wanted to create a snapshot of a scene on a train. The idea was to leave the reader wondering what had happened to the girl, and why she was running away… and also, where she was going…I am tempted to develop this into a story… jumping back into the…
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Walk In Special
She steps cautiously along the overgrown street, the familiarity niggling in her chest. Swaths of ivy strangle the brickwork, waterfalls of sunset orange and reds cascading down the walls, against the deepening velvet blue sky. Paving slabs lie broken and displaced below her feet, whilst weeds now flourish in their place. It is an end…
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Red
This is one of the first pieces I wrote on the beginners creative writing course. We had to choose a colour and write it into a story. I chose red because it is such an expressive colour, roses, lips, blood…I drove through the woods on the way home after college that night, and saw two…
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In my sister’s memory…
We were given the prompt ‘winter’ in June! So it was a nice challenge to get into a winter mindset in the of summer.The idea came from a swing that used to hang over the stream, beside the Kilve Beach car park in Somerset. I had recently been looking at footage of my niece and…
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Escape
Poetry is’t my thing. But enjoying a challenge, I decided to give it a go. When we were set the task of writing non-rhyming poetry, I opted for an acrostic style, giving me some structure to work with – first letter of each sentence to form ESCAPE.I have no idea if this can even be…