Tuesday, November 10, 2015

#55WordChallenge 11/10/2015


Before we begin, I have a question: I didn't close the contest out and announced the winners late, because I was busy from Friday on, with family things. Is it easier if I do keep it open longer, and announce the winners. Tuesday morning? Let me know what you think.

For those that are uninitiated, the 55 Word Challenge is a contest to write a story in 55 words or less. Not an easy task, but fun and I have been blown away by some of the entries. See for yourself, past contests can be found here. The challenge begins at noon Eastern time every Wednesday and ends at noon Thursday. (Yes, I have shortened it, but I think this takes it back to the original time frame, when #55WordChallenge first began.) Winners will be posted Friday.  The story is based on one of three photo prompts. My only request is no porn. I don't want to hear graphic details. If it is erotic, make it titillating, not obscene. I know that can be done and done well. 

Entries are to be posted in the comment section. I used to allow to post in your own blog, but that made it difficult for me, having to jump from blog to blog. You can post here, and also on your blog. Please provide a link on your blog, if you do, so people can find the other stories. Let's help give our fellow writers, exposure. Or you can link your blog in the comment section, along with your story, so someone can follow back. 


There are 3, a Winners badge, an Honorable Mention and an Overachiever badge. To be eligible for the Overachiever Badge, you need to use all 3 prompts. 



 And here we go... All photos come from publicdomainpictures.net
and were contributed by Vera Kratochvil and Anna Langova.






9 comments:

  1. Love is an Open Door
    55 words
    @mishmhem
    #FlashDogs


    So many things I would tell you if I could. How peaceful you look cuddled together, the men in my life. I hate to break your peace, but I must go. The waters call to the silkie within - but my heart is aching.

    Keep the door open and and your heart unburdened, I shall return

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  2. Water Dreams


    As the sun sets, in the quiet time before the fishermen return with their boats, I listen to the lapping of the waves along the old wooden dock as the water speaks to me of far off places. And I sigh and turn from my dreams as the squawk of birds announce my captors return.

    #55WordChallenge
    @Emyrldlady

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  3. Life


    He first asked as a nine year old after questioning the colour if the sky. He expected straight answers but his questions rebounded - snowballing in confusion.

    Frustrated, he explored answers at eighteen. Relationships, challenges, study, finances, faith and employment blended with homelessness and incarceration.

    Finally resting, the meaning of life is right under his nose.

    55 words
    @fifty5words

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  4. Dock-a-Bye Bay

    Otis Redding comes on. I sigh. I left College Park and found her sitting on a tiny boat dock staring at the Golden Gate Bridge. The sun shone bright for 15 months. A door opened. A gunshot. It began to rain. I kiss your forehead. You have your mama’s eyes. Creed comes on. I smile.

    55 words
    @WakefieldMahon

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  6. It Never Shuts Up

    She placed the infant in the broken box and closed the top. Even through the lid she heard it wailing. Why did the bloody thing have to cry so damn much? She had to escape the crying. She needed silence. She locked the box and pushed it off the dock—watched it until it sank.

    55 words
    @AdamIckes

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  7. Peace
    55 words
    @tilley_girl

    The water was calm, serene, dappled with late evening light. A small smile curved her lips. The lake matched her inner being. The decision made, she slipped into the cool depths, her long tresses fanning out around her head a moment, catching the last glint of the sun, before trailing her down below the surface.

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  8. Elsbeth felt the smooth metal door handle, with its dents of history, and caressed it. Did she dare to turn it? Did she want to see what was on the other side? Could she bear to witness the blood shed she had commissioned? She had to, it was the only way her life would change.

    55 Words
    @PurpleQueenNL

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