Sunday, June 5, 2011

55 Word Challenge Week 3

55 Word Fiction: Week 3

It’s that time for 55 Word Fiction! I hope you all are having as much fun as I am. For those of you not familiar with 55 Word Fiction, it is a story told in 55 words or less. It doesn’t have to be horror, though that is my favorite. However I am not the judge, last week’s winner is and whoever wins this week gets to judge next week. The winner will also win a cop of one of my e-shorts, either a pdf copy or I can give you a coupon from smashwords to download whatever version you prefer.

Below are a few examples of 55 Word Fiction

The Willow Tree
By Lisa McCourt Hollar

He felt the breeze blow through his hair and imagined her voice whispering in his ear.  He sat under the willow tree, remembering  the last time they had spoken.

“I saw you, don’t deny it! I’m telling everyone what you did!”

He chuckled. Hard to speak when you’re dead and buried beneath a willow tree.

Last week’s winner was Bumfuzzled with his 55 word story, Supper Time. He will be the judge this week.

    Supper Time
By bumfuzzled

    Dinner came to those who waited patiently around the table. The apple in Dinner's mouth looked like a gag from some seedy BDSM shop in Lower Manhattan. Dinner's head--the only part left to move--swung. Dinner's fear-filled eyes took in their smiles, as they picked up knifes and forks.

A really close 2nd was Thomas Scopel with this story

Being Bugged
By Thomas Scopel

My palm itched. I scratched deeply. Digging harder, surface blood flows, forcing flaky bits of red tainted flesh underneath my fingernails. They’re not long enough and the itch dives deeper, fades from my palm, into my wrist, and begins striking up my arm. My nails follow and I feel unclean. The worm is moving again…

Ok, so the only rule is to have fun and keep it at 55 words  or under. Post in the comment section below. If for some reason you can not post it...sometimes blogger gets a bit wonky, then email me your submission at and I will post it for you. Now GO!


  1. Jessie was pissed. It was one thing to wake up dead, quite another to wake up undead- as a vampire. She hated vampires. She'd campaigned to get those Twilight novels banned from the school library. Now she had to spend her unlife as one? What a waste. Damnit, she'd just bought twenty more tanning sessions!

  2. Andy picked up the box; twenty years of mementos. Smiling at his co-workers he gave a nod and walked out of the building.
    She walked into the building and nodded at her co-workers. Men stared and women turned green. Andrea set the box of mementos onto the desk. The one she left six months ago.

  3. I'm not sure if it closed for this week yet or not...
    But here is my entry :)

    55 words not including title


    Two Rohypnol in the beer she'd tossed off. She wandered away as they always do. And he feigned concern as she returned, weaving. She collapsed; he cradling his desire, gently placing them on the couch. Thrill of the unshod. Beautiful keratin. Glint of sliver. Snip times ten.

    Her toenails are far more interesting than mine.

  4. This weeks winner is Glynis! Check back next week and try your hand at writing 55 Words!

  5. How thrilling! Thank you so much for choosing mine! I look forward to reading the entries next week.

  6. I will answer for you Joan(Sharkbytes), as you asked on my blog. As I see it, it is freedom of mind here, unless stated. Watch out for the next (number 4).